Love (Fade)

“It felt like we had something unspoken sweet and dear between us. But then I’d try to reach out to see if it was real or an illusion and it seemed to only ruin it. And you could say that that’s proof that it was all in my imagination, but I can’t be certain of that. And I wish I knew.” says Lacey to Michael and others.

“What if Michael ruined it?” asks Lem.

“Is that even possible?” asks Lacey.

Lem smiles. His smile grows until it lights up his whole face.

“His last post has been driving you batty.” says Lem. He rubs his chin. “He’s toast in your mind isn’t he?”

“Well…unless he’s clear I’ll just assume the worst from here on out. And wish him the best.”

Lem looks sad.

“You don’t want to hurt him. Just in case he actually likes you?” asks Louis.

“Yes.” she replies.

“But it’s been torture for you. And you still care, but I think you need to be honest.” He folds his arms over his waist, leans back against an antique oven. We’re in the kitchen of a manor house somewhere. Or maybe it’s just his grandfather’s house.

“I’m madly in love with you.” says Louis.

Michael eyes her from across the room near a window. The natural light highlights his handsome features. His coloring. Louis seems angered.

“Why don’t you and Michael just get married?” asks Lem. Louis is slightly shocked by this.

“Why don’t you just marry her?!” he asks Lem in a rage.

Lem is the tallest. And suddenly that’s glaringly obvious.

Scott laughs heartily in the background. He died at 41. Lacey is 38. He commends her for likely lasting longer than he did under inauspicious circumstances.

“I need German food.” Lacey randomly observes.

Louis loves this.

“Why don’t you just marry me?” he asks.

“I would. But you’re dead, of course.” she responds. Michael nods.

“I’ll give living men a chance.” he says and as he looks at her he cleans out the large sink himself. Michael smiles.

“Will you marry me!?” Michael blurts out.

“She’s already married to me. Technically. You don’t remember it. But I married you months ago.” says Lem. He’s eating something on a plate now.

Silence.

“There’s chicken that should be used this week in the freezer.” he says to Lacey before walking off.

“Nope. You’re married to me.” says Michael. “Because there is no marriage in Heaven. And I’m the one asking you.”

“I asked first.” says Louis. He smiles.

“We are dead. But unless you’re a lot more assertive than a certain fellow is…I’m not sure it makes sense for you to care anymore. Unless it offends God.” says Lem to Lacey.

Michael looks at Lacey. “I’ll never abandon you.” He grabs her hand and pulls her away from the others. “Do you want me to figure it out with God?”

“Yes.” she smiles.

“Then you’re going to be with me!” yells Louis.

“Why?!” asks Lem in shock.

“You might not. You might be with me.” says Michael. “It’s really about what’s unspeakably better than perfect, here.”

And a lady smiles. And then she walks off.

When this started…there were people who were alive who are now dead. People who Lacey would trust.

“But first and foremost you trust God.” says Michael.

“You should go shopping.” someone advises.

“I’m waiting. That’s true.” Lacey agrees.

There Will Be Blood

I’ve loved this Academy Award winning film from 2007 since I first saw it. On my first viewing I was struck by how much I related to Daniel Plainview. …It was during the start of my relationship with my ex-husband. And I was hurting very deeply and something about his character’s psychology felt like my own of if I let myself become bitter and cold toward the world. I didn’t and I haven’t.

…My faith in Jesus where He speaks to my soul kindly and empathetically has saved me. He’s understanding not of my sin but of me. He’s not a flippant, cold God. He’s not impatient or condescending. He actually knows and loves us…

But Daniel Plainfield isn’t a man who doesn’t understand how necessary God is. No. …I think instead he’s a man who feels rage. And passion. And rightly so.

Rightly so.

That’s his dirty secret.

He sees through people. But instead of deciding to sacrifice himself he decides to make everyone else pay. Literally and figuratively.

…”There Will Be Blood” is based on a work of literature about a relatively unknown oil man. But, of course, most people assume it’s about the life of John D. Rockefeller. …And it’s interesting. Given the allusions in the music, title and otherwise to “The Shining” I can’t help but think it’s meant to leave one with that impression. The blood from the elevator is in the title. The elite tycoons at the party in the Gold Room in the 1920’s are explained. John D. Rockefeller is made plain…

I’m about to go rewatch the film. I’ll be back with a further review later.

— (Spoiler Alert)

I just finished rewatching “There Will Be Blood.”

…I think that’s one of my favorite films. Although I haven’t been able to bring myself to rewatch it for years. Possibly since 2010 when I first watched it.

…I think the thing that stands out most to me this time, besides the architecture of the house…is the relationship between Daniel and his son. …I’m not sure how it’s supposed to be interpreted but I don’t think his son is adopted. I think his son is his son. …And I think it’s possible that when his son leaves and says that he’s glad he’s nothing like him…he doesn’t mean a word of it. Just like his dad. And they know that. And it’s their way of telling each other just how much they love each other.

When Daniel almost falls down the steps soon after…it’s clear how much he loved his son and misses him.

The fact that Daniel supposedly decides to “wait to tell him that he’s an orphan” until after they become competitors and he’s a happy, married, functioning adult instead of a dependent child or even partner…is some proof. That he cared. And more convincingly based on what’s between the lines, especially the flashback scene right after their last conversation in the film in Daniel’s office and how it mimics that last scene…I think it’s extremely likely Daniel is lying in saying that his son is an orphan. They’re brutally teasing each other as a rite of passage initiated by Daniel. HW is a grown man who’s decided to be a competitor and Daniel wants to set him free of any obligation HW might feel due to his real love for his father. …I might write more on this later. …At any rate, it’s much like the possible other biggest lie Daniel tells about his hatred for Christianity.

Daniel kills the genuine false prophet Eli because Eli is an actual false prophet. Just like Daniel’s false brother who used his real dead brother’s diary (and brought Daniel to tears). …Intriguingly, a diary his son (HW) analyzed that prompted him to try to burn down everything. Possibly because his son could see his father’s impending horrible fate and deep pain (including his own traumatic medical issue) and couldn’t stand it. …And Daniel Plainfield likely knew that eventually and intuitively guessed at it initially. He knew his son was as cutthroat as him and yet he also knew how much his son genuinely loved him. “You’ve got none of me in you.” was code between them. Words mattered but some things are beyond mere words and gestures.

Try explaining that kind of familial love to a narcissistic pedophile though. They’re tragically too deaf and dumb to understand. …And the fact that our culture is too dumb and deaf enough to miss the beauty of the parental and son innocence…is one of the biggest reasons why I get enraged by our culture these days. The power of the love between a father and son shouldn’t be so mysterious. Powerful love that isn’t at all sexual should be understood and instantly relatable for all humans…

…And who is Daniel Plainfield really symbolic of? God the Father? Who destroys Satan in the end. “It is finished.” “I’m finished!”

It’s a genius film.

And yet…as supernatural as the film is…it’s about humans and Earth. Mortal shells.

I can’t recommend a film more. Especially for people who don’t understand how the universe paradoxically is made of mud…and how mud can be used symbolically and artistically…but how they as a living human are not literal mud. How everything could be sexual in the universe as Peter Kreeft describes it…and yet…rape is still rape. How a father and son can be part of the Holy Trinity and yet not be sexually connected.