This month's synchroblog is on Christianity and film, and my contribution is here: Notes from underground: The image of Christianity in films - synchroblog.
I was the one who suggested the topic, mainly because I'd noticed a couple of blogs about Christianity and horror flicks which seemed to have quite interesting things to say. While the horror genre is not everyone's cup of tea, most people see movies at some time or other, which is why I suggested the topic. But having made the suggestion I ran out of inspiration and couldn't think of what to write myself, so I gradually cobbled together a few rambling anecdotes about films I had seen and hoped everyone would overlook it, and I'd try harder next time. I was quite surprised to see that a number of people seemed to appreciate it. Also, but a strange coincidence, someone entirely unconnected with the synchroblog blogged about two of the films I had mentioned, The mission and At play in the fields of the Lord. So I appended that to the list of contributions as well.
Unfortunately I haven't been able to read all the other contributions properly, because I'm rapidly running out of bandwidth, and I'm trying to restrict myself, lest my e-mail access be cut off till the end of the month. I don't know where the bandwidth goes. I never look at videos and things like that. Anyway, now I'm rationing myself, so I won't be looking so much at friends' LiveJournals or blogs until the end of the month, because I hate to think of being without e-mail for 10 days or more, and May is a long month.
So in case I'm cut off, happy Ascensiontide, or whatever one says at this time of the year, to my Christian friends (all of them, for a change). In Orthodoxy there seems to be a strange hiatus between Ascension Day and Pentecost. One no longer sings "Christ is risen", but "O heavenly King" has to wait. Christ is no longer here, he is ascended, and nature weeps. The garden is covered with brown leaves as the trees shed their leaves like tears. But come Pentecost and the poinsettias will burst into flower with petals (or is it braches?) like tongues of fire.