God on Trial

I've watched that movie a couple of times already. I simply love it.
There are so many things to say about that movie, but it is a brilliant one; they actually didn't need a multi-million dollar budget to make it fascinating, it simply used what every one of us might think in his or her darkest moments.

Human feelings are complex, sometimes indescribable... but, when we take away our identity, our pride, our origin... when we take away what makes us human, when we are at the highest peak of disappear, then an amazing energy comes to us, an energy that brings us back to who we are, to what defines us as humans.

I do not want to talk about people's suffering, be it any minority that has been through group slaughter, slavery or even eradication. This is not about one specific ethnicity, faith or origin. This is about each and every one of us.

What I really loved about that movie is how we actually rebel against what is not just, what is not fair. It is human to blame others... maybe even to blame God. The dynamics of the conversations are not only moving, but it makes you wonder, think... look at their perception of the world, on these very personal, almost intimate relations that we have with God or the Universe.

When we loose everything, when even dignity is lost, we do rebel on who we can (God in that case I suppose), we do question everything. We define a self-centric justice, but ... what amazed me the most is, at the end, either you judged God guilty of charge or not, you come back to that only certainty that you have left, and you see both sides putting their hand on their heads, in a last moment of despair... and pray.

"- And now what? God is guilty, then now what?
- Now, let's pray"

I cannot quit speaking about this movie, about the deep feelings of experimenting suffering as shown... If I have to summarise it all, i would say ...

Beautiful.