As I've mentioned before, one of my faves is The Name of the Rose. Skipping Monday Night Football since my fantasy team already has this week locked up, and otherwise I don't care about the Pats or Bears. Instead, yeah, I'm watching the movie because it's dark out, and it feels right.
Just came to one of my favorite (non-creepy) scenes:
William: Oh, dear!
Adso: Why "oh, dear"?
William: You are in love.
Adso: Is that bad?
William: For a monk it does present certain problems.
Adso: But doesn't St Thomas Aquinas praise love above all other virtues?
William: Yes, the love of God, Adso. The love of God!
Adso: And the love of... woman?
William: Of woman, Thomas Aquinas knew precious little. But the Scriptures are very clear. Proverbs warns us, "Woman takes possession of a man's precious soul." While Ecclesiastics tells us, "More bitter than death is woman."
Adso: Yes, but what do you think, master?
William: Of course, I don't have the benefit of your experience...but I find it difficult to convince myself that God would have introduced such a foul being into creation without endowing her with some virtues. Hm?
How peaceful life would be without love, Adso. How safe... how tranquil...and how dull.
I think that counts as progressive for its epoch. Misogyny aside, it's a rare tender moment amid all the devilry.
Okay, back to my broody film.
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