It was the curiosity evoked by its controversy that led me to see ?The Passion of Christ? film produced by Mel Gibson.

Bravo! The film was extraordinary. It was completely moving and painfully inspiring. A parody of slavery, with a depiction that carries you beyond simplistic spiritual understanding.

The film made Christ seem even more courageous than I had ever realised through my own immature comprehension. To think that I could have ever under- credited such a being. I cried throughout the film, completely wrapped into its unfolding.

The film was an intense sea of piercing realities. The reality of the existence of hatred and unbreakable passion. It awakens the inner parts of you to the gripping realities that rest behind the sacrifices driven by passion.

If the bible truly does depict the life of Christ as it was, and we are all made of a spirit in his image, then we sadly underestimate the powerful existence of God within us.

Going into the film, I held a childhood built on a strong understanding of the bible. I was eager to watch a film about a man that I felt I already knew.

I felt as if I could have watched the film with my eyes closed. It was because I possessed this familiarity that I was enthralled by his world of pain.

I had an uncontrollable humane desire to say ?stop!?, as they brutally beat him endlessly. The truth is that every film that I had seen of the crucifixion, had always been so clean.

The films always managed to maintain the purity of Jesus? appearance, leaving him free of blood and dirt. In my mind, as a child, although his cause remained the same, his struggle seemed physically equal to those who were crucified along side of him. My opinion was such because of the reduction of the critical visual elements surrounding the reality of his crucifixion.

I always walked away from the films seeing Christ as someone whom his religious followers believed was the son of God. I saw him as simply a man, a man with an unexplainable passion.

I settled into my own thoughts, believing that the re-enactment of the crucifixion was impossible. This movie wasn?t like any other film of the crucifixion that I had ever seen. It captured the exact elements surrounding the reality of brutality, that a man hated by so many would have endured.

In this film, Jesus was recognised distinctly from others. The passage of belief became available to the spirits of the audience. The writer of the film gave strength to the film with the understanding that its meaning is partially context-dependent.

The film took all perspectives of the religious historical background into account. It focused on the construction of the specific subjectivity of the characters and their relationships with religion and their society as it was.

It reached inside of me and touched me at such a depth. If what I witnessed was so, Jesus was and is most definitely more than just a man. Two thumbs up to ? The Passion of Christ?.