Today is the thirtieth anniversary of E.T. To commemorate this, I’d like to post a thoughtful quote that I encountered years ago on the review for the movie by Ken Priebe of Christian Spotlight on the Movies:
“Novelist Martin Amis wrote of the film: ‘Towards the end of E.T.,
barely able to support my own grief and bewilderment, I turned and
looked down the aisle at my fellow sufferers; executive, black dude,
Japanese businessman, punk, hippie, mother, teenager, child. Each face
was a mask of tears—And we weren’t crying for the little
extraterrestrial, nor for little Elliott, nor for little Gertie. We were
crying for our lost selves.’ (p. 245, Steven Spielberg: the Unauthorized Biography by John Baxter.)”
The review then goes on to take Amis’ point in an evangelistic direction. Personally, I can’t pinpoint exactly why E.T.
would touch such a wide variety of people. But it does, and I think
huge part of the reason is that many of us feel lost. That may have
been the case even for Stephen Spielberg, who reportedly based a large
part of the movie on his alienation from his father (see here). A lot of people are broken, in a broken world.
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