Tonight my wife and I were greatly impressed by The Nativity Story, the new movie with Keisha Castle-Hughes of Whale-Rider as Mary. The movie was well done. It was done with believable, sepia-tone realism, portraying the poverty of Mary’s family and Joseph, the threat posed by Rome’s oppressive taxation, and the difficulty of their journey to Bethlehem.
My knowledge of the nativity led to several suspenseful moments in the film when it could have turned into a farce, but it remained plausible throughout. Even the miraculous conception was shown to be implausible in the tight-knit village of Nazareth. The appearances of the angel were appropriately intimidating, and Herod was ominously paranoid, a man who could order the execution of babies in order to protect his throne.
This superb drama includes a few moments of humor, but the humor, like the rest of the movie is both reverent and true to human nature. Two pre-teen boys witnessed John's circumcision. It quickly became evident that it was the first circumcision they had ever witnessed for their snickering commentary turned to blanched, horrified expressions as John’s cry rang out. I am sure I did not need to hear the sound of the moil’s knife, but as I mentioned before, the movie strove for realism. The appearance of the wise men in Bethlehem would have once been a sticking point for me, a plot alteration for the sake of drama, except for an email I received from a pastor friend from Alaska.