A few weekends ago I hosted my first "Movie Night" at a friend's house. I've watched movies at friends' houses many times, but this is the first time with a specific focus, or goal in mind.
The goal was to see a movie through a concentrated lens and draw out the meta-narratives. The film was Citizen Kane.
I chose Citizen Kane for its display of pure tragedy. A reminder of what a life void of love looks like. It is a beautifully well-done film that captures harsh truth and communicates it in a way that resonates. It begs the question, "Why?" and the answer, I think, points to love.
The reason I say this is because even in watching the film I was able to literally observe the kind of love Kane wanted but did not have. It was a radical kind of love, one that is not self-serving but self-sacrificing.
I noticed this in a husband who stayed home to babysit the kids so that his wife can enjoy a night out for a movie.
I noticed this in a wife who occupied her daughter in another room so her husband can take in a movie.
I noticed this in a married couple who played tag-team the whole night putting their children to bed for the umpteenth time so everyone else can enjoy the movie.
Glad to have a hope greater than Kane's, and to see love lived out.