The Da Vinci Code - The Book and The Movie (The Whole Post)
Ambiguity is the first word that my conscious brings to my mouth, when I consider myself in the position to judge the movie. This would be the first and last time I would ever try to see a movie on its opening day. Despite purchasing online tickets in advanced, my friends and I ended up sitting in the front row, and not any front row, the Special front row
, where the distance between you and the screen is a mere few meters. In addition to all this my judgment is even cloudier after you put aside the trouble of sneaking into the movie, why!? Apparently, online ticketing cashiers don't warn you, when they get your groups movie tickets at two different cinemas; assuming that seven simultaneous tickets from one credit card is supposed to be for one group of people some of which rather go to another movie theatre for the same movie: Further proof (in case you need any more) that monkeys operate online payment services, or at least monkey programmers program them.
Regarding the book however, there is a lot to say. The book is fiction, wrapped around a fancy, false, fake dress of facts as it is narrated by a Harvard scholar and a
bunch of sophisticated Historians and Priests. Still, any single truthful, fact-seeking documentary ever made on the subject would disagree with many parts of the scripts.
The author has sewn the ragged conspiracy-theory like story of the Holy Grail so decoratively that you can dress your previously-deceived, naked Emperor with it, and this time get away from the Child's cry of "He is Naked people, He is Naked." and indeed with the new clothing that he’s wearing for that price it’d be better if he was naked.
Of course, none of this occurred to me as I was reading the book, and hence I gravely enjoyed the twisting plots, and the descriptive imageries. I even bought the hard-covered, fully pictured version of it to make my imaginations even more realistic. Now, I know that it's all a series of stories that may each be true in themselves but are false when chained together to form the book. Still however, you want the story so much to be true, that it almost upsets you upon hearing the true facts. But then that's how the stories
are told: “For the copy-pasting machine of human mind to connect the senseless chains of events to form a fallacy that is so reasonable everything about it seems truthful. So truthful, that it’s hard to accept the real facts. And even upon accepting the real facts, you’re left deeply in awe of such a neatly drawn picture.” And no one is at fault, after all that’s how many best-seller stories are told i.e. “Starwars”. That’s even how Harry Potter is told, and good luck convincing a 10-year Harry Potter fan that magic doesn’t exist.
But Da Vinci Code is no Harry Potter. There are no invisible cloaks. You start giving in to the charms Mr. Langdon, and Looks of Sophie. Author's descriptive recreation of realistic images and development of real sounding characters, is so alluringly developed that you don't want to believe that it's all a lie. After all, Robert Langdon has no magic wand in his jacket and doesn’t call non-historians “Muggles”. He is so common and so real, and that doubles your awe for the fallacy.
But who are we to blame the Author. He was merely creating a fictional piece by putting the pieces
of reality together like many others would. No novelist has ever sworn an oath to tell the truth, and Dan Brown is no exception. He did create something though, what? I am not sure even he knows himself. It all seems like Dan Brown is himself in a modern Frankenstein’s Novel where his character is the Frankenstein and the Books is the monster he created. All he had to do was to wait for the lightning of the market to put the pieces of real, and yet dead facts of Christian history into a living identity-less, uncontrollable monster who would roam through Frankenstein’s global village.
I disqualify my judgment for the movie, and keep it to myself. With all the truth that I now know,
how can I rate a movie for its entertainment values? I pity the false truth of the fallacy and pity myself for believing it, and for not believing it. I pity myself for watching every single 2 1-hour documentaries that History Channel showed on their special Da Vinci's Week. And yet, I still encourage, every Da Vinci’s Code reader to watch them if they get a chance, for it feels better to know the truth and be sad, than be a slave to a monster and be happy.
, where the distance between you and the screen is a mere few meters. In addition to all this my judgment is even cloudier after you put aside the trouble of sneaking into the movie, why!? Apparently, online ticketing cashiers don't warn you, when they get your groups movie tickets at two different cinemas; assuming that seven simultaneous tickets from one credit card is supposed to be for one group of people some of which rather go to another movie theatre for the same movie: Further proof (in case you need any more) that monkeys operate online payment services, or at least monkey programmers program them.Regarding the book however, there is a lot to say. The book is fiction, wrapped around a fancy, false, fake dress of facts as it is narrated by a Harvard scholar and a
bunch of sophisticated Historians and Priests. Still, any single truthful, fact-seeking documentary ever made on the subject would disagree with many parts of the scripts.The author has sewn the ragged conspiracy-theory like story of the Holy Grail so decoratively that you can dress your previously-deceived, naked Emperor with it, and this time get away from the Child's cry of "He is Naked people, He is Naked." and indeed with the new clothing that he’s wearing for that price it’d be better if he was naked.
Of course, none of this occurred to me as I was reading the book, and hence I gravely enjoyed the twisting plots, and the descriptive imageries. I even bought the hard-covered, fully pictured version of it to make my imaginations even more realistic. Now, I know that it's all a series of stories that may each be true in themselves but are false when chained together to form the book. Still however, you want the story so much to be true, that it almost upsets you upon hearing the true facts. But then that's how the stories
are told: “For the copy-pasting machine of human mind to connect the senseless chains of events to form a fallacy that is so reasonable everything about it seems truthful. So truthful, that it’s hard to accept the real facts. And even upon accepting the real facts, you’re left deeply in awe of such a neatly drawn picture.” And no one is at fault, after all that’s how many best-seller stories are told i.e. “Starwars”. That’s even how Harry Potter is told, and good luck convincing a 10-year Harry Potter fan that magic doesn’t exist.But Da Vinci Code is no Harry Potter. There are no invisible cloaks. You start giving in to the charms Mr. Langdon, and Looks of Sophie. Author's descriptive recreation of realistic images and development of real sounding characters, is so alluringly developed that you don't want to believe that it's all a lie. After all, Robert Langdon has no magic wand in his jacket and doesn’t call non-historians “Muggles”. He is so common and so real, and that doubles your awe for the fallacy.
But who are we to blame the Author. He was merely creating a fictional piece by putting the pieces
of reality together like many others would. No novelist has ever sworn an oath to tell the truth, and Dan Brown is no exception. He did create something though, what? I am not sure even he knows himself. It all seems like Dan Brown is himself in a modern Frankenstein’s Novel where his character is the Frankenstein and the Books is the monster he created. All he had to do was to wait for the lightning of the market to put the pieces of real, and yet dead facts of Christian history into a living identity-less, uncontrollable monster who would roam through Frankenstein’s global village.I disqualify my judgment for the movie, and keep it to myself. With all the truth that I now know,
how can I rate a movie for its entertainment values? I pity the false truth of the fallacy and pity myself for believing it, and for not believing it. I pity myself for watching every single 2 1-hour documentaries that History Channel showed on their special Da Vinci's Week. And yet, I still encourage, every Da Vinci’s Code reader to watch them if they get a chance, for it feels better to know the truth and be sad, than be a slave to a monster and be happy.
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