Article March 22, 2004 ISSUE

My moment of grace at The Passion

By Laura Matthews

APPARENTLY, I AM NOT ONE who's squeamish about movie violence or the graphic depiction of suffering. To me, it serves to make a statement about the heroism of the sufferer.

I felt that way at Steven Spielberg's Saving Private Ryan—I had to experience the grinding first half-hour of the D-Day battle on Normandy Beach in order to fully appreciate the sacrifice of the men at the end of the film. I wouldn't have appreciated the one without the other.

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