The man and I watched “Noah” last night.

It’s been on my mind all day.

And I had a good day.  I got a lot of work done and ran some (very) delayed errands.  I nearly died (slight exaggeration) at LA Fitness swimming laps (I’m in a flare right now, so exercising may seem counter intuitive — but I had this wacky logic that the more I shy away from certain things because of my MS, the less things I will be able to do — so off to the gym I dragged myself and what a lesson in humility -and how out of shape I am – it was!)

And now, after a dinner of stuffed peppers (that wasn’t in any way earth -shattering) the man and I find ourselves watching “Noah” again.  (That’s what you do when you get a 2 day rental On Demand, right?)

And it’s just as strange and intriguing the second time around.

It definitely has me asking questions I would never have thought to ask.  And I believe that’s a good thing (although I fear that some groups may vehemently disagree with me. And that should -theoretically – be okay. Y’know, according to that little thing called the Bill of Rights.  But I digress!)

I am fascinated by the director’s interpretation of the landscape, the societies that could have existed, the struggle that Noah faces as a man tasked with protecting the innocent from annihilation.  Some of the camera shots are just stunning — and the pace of the story was incredibly well done considering the breadth of time covered.

Both the visceral nature of the film and its specific ambiguity just totally captured my mind.  So any thought of a food blog, or an MS blog … or really anything else is totally beyond the scope of my thoughts right now.  Right now I’m contemplating the stories of the bible, and how much room is left to fill in the details of the time, the personalities of the people. I mean, I’ve known the story of Noah for a long time and never have I ever questioned the way in which it was told to me or the specifics of the story.

Sort of the way Dr. Sadeghi talked about accepting beliefs without ever questioning their roots.  Again, I digress.

I think now, upon the second viewing, what I love about the movie is exactly that — the writer and director’s fearless re-telling of a classic and -until now -unchanged story.  It definitely pushes the boundaries of faith, but it also challenges us all to reconsider what we’ve always accepted without question and open up our minds to different perspectives.