You’ve Got to Be Kidding Me

Just caught this in the New York Times:

Wearing the brown cassock of a Franciscan, Father Cantalamessa took note that Easter and Passover were falling during the same week this year, saying he was led to think of the Jews. “They know from experience what it means to be victims of collective violence and also because of this they are quick to recognize the recurring symptoms,” he said.

Father Cantalamessa quoted from what he said was a letter from an unnamed Jewish friend. “I am following the violent and concentric attacks against the church, the pope and all the faithful by the whole word,” he said the friend wrote. “The use of stereotypes, the passing from personal responsibility and guilt to a collective guilt, remind me of the more shameful aspects of anti-Semitism.”

That’s a ballsy attempt at PR. It’s offensive, craven, and recognizes no distinction between “faith” and “institution.” But it certainly is ballsy.

Ebert Disses Nicholas Sparks

I had the pleasure of reading Roger Ebert’s review of the new Nicholas Sparks-penned The Last Song. Ebert takes umbrage at Sparks’ recent declaration of being a greater novelist than Cormac McCarthy, which inspired a bit of cheeky ranting.

“The Last Song” is based on the novel by Nicholas Sparks, who also wrote the screenplay. Sparks recently went on record as saying he is a greater novelist than Cormac McCarthy. This is true in the same sense that I am a better novelist than William Shakespeare. Sparks also said his novels are like Greek Tragedies. This may actually be true. I can’t check it out because, tragically, no really bad Greek tragedies have survived. His story here amounts to soft porn for teenage girls, which the acting and the abilities of director Julie Anne Robinson have promoted over its pay scale.

He comes back to finish the job at the conclusion.