Category: Culture & Media
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Now I Am Become Death, Destroyer of Worlds
So, I just saw Oppenheimer. Since it’s received so much positive press, I thought I ought to go see it. The one word I could think of to describe it afterwards is “terrifying”. Obviously, the film presents us with what were and still are questionable decisions made by the US Government. (Go figure!) But if…
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Everything Everywhere All at Once
There’s a lot to say about Everything Everywhere All at Once. A bit like Shawshank Redemption, I spent the beginning of the film wondering where this is all going, what it’s building up to, but by the end, I started to see the loose ends coming together. At first, it felt very much like a…
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White Bear
If you know me, you would know that Black Mirror is one of my favourite shows on Netflix. Recently, I’ve begun rewatching some old episodes, and I came across one in particular that really got me thinking: “White Bear”. Go on YouTube, and find a newsreel about the worst criminal you can think of. Now,…
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Be Seeing You, Mr Wick.
For some now, I’ve had the impression that something about the John Wick movies is profoundly religious, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. The imagery? The rituals? The “immoral order” of their universe? Maybe the dictum “Rules: without them, we live with the animals” is, in some sense, an attempt to transcend our…
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What is love? (Baby, don’t hurt me!)
Recently I finished reading Neil Gaiman’s children’s horror novel, Coraline. I remember seeing the movie as a child, and suffice it to say, it left me petrified. I’ve watched many horror movies since, but it’s undeniable: that stop-motion horror flick still gives me the creeps. Personally, I found the movie far scarier than the book,…
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In No Strange Land (A Review)
For some time now, I’ve been fascinated by the idea of the Oratory. I’d heard the word pop up in various readings about the lives of the Saints, such as John Bosco, John Henry Newman, and Frère André Bessette. It was only when I visited the Toronto Oratory that my curiosity was piqued, and I…
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Faith of Our Fathers (A Review)
I’ve always been proud of my English heritage. So much so that when I began to consider converting to Catholicism, I felt uneasy. After all, English history this past half of a millennium has been littered with anti-Catholicism. To be Catholic, I felt, is to be very un-English. Moreover, many well-revered “heroes” of English history…