An epic thought
Sunday, April 12th, 2009This is one of my favorite times of year. Is it because spring is nigh, and the birds are chirping? No. Because the days are longer, and the sun shines from early in the morning until late at night? No. The reason is simple: the four-hour extravaganza created in 1956 - Cecil B. DeMille’s The Ten Commandments.
Sure, Charlton Heston was a horrible actor.[1] Sure, Moses may not have had the bottomless supply of metaphors[2] and the silver tongue[3] he wields with unchecked abandon in the film. Sure, Joshua probably didn’t flit around on ropes like Errol Flynn. But there’s something about this epic creation that keeps me glued to the TV for hours.
Now, I enjoy How the Grinch Stole Christmas and other similar holiday-time TV happenings, but none nearly so much as this.
I hereby declare The Ten Commandments to be the greatest historically-themed epic of all time.
So let it be written. So let it be done.