I prefer the Land of Promise over The Promised Land.
I choose the silver apples, not the honey and milk.
I can visit this land at any time
without having to possess it,
not having to drive away anyone.
There is a gatekeeper, but there are no gates,
fences or concrete walls.
My nowhere beats your somewhere.
Possibility wins over reality.
But you have The Prince of Egypt, the Dreamworks picture.
I envy you that. I almost converted.
I have a love-hate relationship to musicals, consisting mostly out of hate. At least that is what I tell the world. I tell people I hate musicals and films that include songs, but I make exception for Jesus Christ Superstar, The Prince of Egypt, The Wicker Man, Aladin. Yes, that are a lot of exceptions. I disliked the sentimentality of Les Miserables. I didn’t like its music and its aesthetics. But the music is so powerful that I have to give in, physically if not completely mentally.
In The Prince of Egypt, the combination of overpowering music, beautiful imagery and a religious theme is a strong one. As you subject yourself to the music, you might as well subject to its religious content. This seems to be the message. It is pure temptation. It could even be propaganda. Watching this film, I came closer to converting than I did during any church visit.
What does this mean?