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revdorothyl at 05:20pm on 25/03/2005
revdorothyl at 05:20pm on 25/03/2005I'd intended to see back-to-back showings of Robots and The Pacifier yesterday afternoon, before going to church in the evening, but when I got to my closest multiplex, I found that new movies had opened on Thursday this week, and so all my careful calculations were out the window.
So, instead, I went to a showing of Miss Congeniality 2, figuring that if it was anything like the first movie, I'd have a good time viewing it with a theater full of other women, regardless of what the critics might say. And so I did.
I'm giving no spoilers about the film, since what I found even more interesting than what was on the screen was what was going on in the theater all around me. The audience seemed to be largely composed of adolescent girls and their friends and their mothers. Lots of schools must have been on break yesterday, for so many tween- and teen-aged young people to be able to go to a 2:50 PM movie, and apparently Miss Congeniality 2 was the mother-daughter film to see.
Though I was there by myself, it felt really nice to see all these girls and women laughing uprorariously at all the silliness and putting-one-over-on-the-guys happening on screen. It's really nice to see both mothers and daughters laughing so hard that they're nearly crying, and at the same jokes!
Then, in the evening, I went to a local church that I knew was having a Maundy Thursday service , and though I'd been hoping (as always during Holy Week services) for a chance to sing "Ah, Holy Jesus" (Herzliebster Jesu) and "O Sacred Head" (Passion Chorale) for the power of the music and words and the relief of a good cry, the service turned out to be a very effective change of pace. The woman who preached the sermon did a VERY good job, and the communion service and stripping of the sanctuary were performed simply but beautifully. But what really struck me was the fact that all of the singing was from the Taize Songbook, and though completely unfamiliar to me at the start, the repetition of the choruses with well-practices cantors singing the verses allowed me to quickly pick up the melody and even give due attention to the dynamics as marked (usually with new music, I'm too intent on trying to FIND the notes to pay any attention to the little p and f and mf instructions on volume).
Good, meditative worship service, without a single frill or distraction. I'm glad I went. Even if there wasn't any Bach.
So, instead, I went to a showing of Miss Congeniality 2, figuring that if it was anything like the first movie, I'd have a good time viewing it with a theater full of other women, regardless of what the critics might say. And so I did.
I'm giving no spoilers about the film, since what I found even more interesting than what was on the screen was what was going on in the theater all around me. The audience seemed to be largely composed of adolescent girls and their friends and their mothers. Lots of schools must have been on break yesterday, for so many tween- and teen-aged young people to be able to go to a 2:50 PM movie, and apparently Miss Congeniality 2 was the mother-daughter film to see.
Though I was there by myself, it felt really nice to see all these girls and women laughing uprorariously at all the silliness and putting-one-over-on-the-guys happening on screen. It's really nice to see both mothers and daughters laughing so hard that they're nearly crying, and at the same jokes!
Then, in the evening, I went to a local church that I knew was having a Maundy Thursday service , and though I'd been hoping (as always during Holy Week services) for a chance to sing "Ah, Holy Jesus" (Herzliebster Jesu) and "O Sacred Head" (Passion Chorale) for the power of the music and words and the relief of a good cry, the service turned out to be a very effective change of pace. The woman who preached the sermon did a VERY good job, and the communion service and stripping of the sanctuary were performed simply but beautifully. But what really struck me was the fact that all of the singing was from the Taize Songbook, and though completely unfamiliar to me at the start, the repetition of the choruses with well-practices cantors singing the verses allowed me to quickly pick up the melody and even give due attention to the dynamics as marked (usually with new music, I'm too intent on trying to FIND the notes to pay any attention to the little p and f and mf instructions on volume).
Good, meditative worship service, without a single frill or distraction. I'm glad I went. Even if there wasn't any Bach.
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