The Lovely Bones

I watched “The Lovely Bones”, now making its cable run. It was a publishing sensation when the novel came out, though I never read it, in spite of the dark saucy themes of sexual exploitation. I did enjoy the movie, but not because of any prurient entertainment value, as the sexual element was quite thoroughly sanitized, being sold to mainstream audiences.

What got me was the depiction of Heaven, or what they called the “In Between”, since the girls apparently had to wait at some celestial midpoint before being able to enter Heaven, as the serial killer had to be done with his criminal career so that, I suppose, their souls may have closure.

This Heaven/In Between is painted in dreamy, wondrously fantastical brush strokes, as you would expect. And I am such a sucker for such depictions. I was positively sighing over the scenes. These days I long for Heaven at least as much as I ever pined for a lovely girl. And I’m afraid it is just as much a fantasy. Nevertheless, it may be good to have beautiful dreams, something to be hopeful about, even if a little foolish, or so I tell myself.

The Lovely Bones

I watched “The Lovely Bones”, now making its cable run. It was a publishing sensation when the novel came out, though I never read it, in spite of the dark saucy themes of sexual exploitation. I did enjoy the movie, but not because of any prurient entertainment value, as the sexual element was quite thoroughly sanitized, being sold to mainstream audiences.

What got me was the depiction of Heaven, or what they called the “In Between”, since the girls apparently had to wait at some celestial midpoint before being able to enter Heaven, as the serial killer had to be done with his criminal career so that, I suppose, their souls may have closure.

This Heaven/In Between is painted in dreamy, wondrously fantastical brush strokes, as you would expect. And I am such a sucker for such depictions. I was positively sighing over the scenes. These days I long for Heaven at least as much as I ever pined for a lovely girl. And I’m afraid it is just as much a fantasy. Nevertheless, it may be good to have beautiful dreams, something to be hopeful about, even if a little foolish, or so I tell myself.