This movie, more than most I have ever seen, demonstrates graphically, and accurately (from a normal, human point of view, not academician), the net result of the union of fanaticism and greed, where one compliments the other. Where the tyrants and plunderers go, the frock soon follows, (or is it the other way around?) De Niro's character demonstrates how true faith is the result of enlightment, not coertion, self-affirmation, not self-negation. And Jeremy Iron's character represents the true calling of priesthood: Self sacrifice, surrender to the work of healing and loving.
Even the land itself, after almost 300 years, appears pure and ready to forgive.
This movie touches the soul of all but the most ethnocentric of us to a depth not previously experienced.
Even the land itself, after almost 300 years, appears pure and ready to forgive.
This movie touches the soul of all but the most ethnocentric of us to a depth not previously experienced.