Sunday, May 22, 2016
Fifty thousand
There must be over fifty thousand
Screaming love and more for you
And every one of fifty thousand
Would do whatever you asked them to
Keep them yelling their devotion
But add a touch of hate at Rome
You will rise to a greater power
We will win ourselves a home
I have never been religious but somehow I always come back to watch clips from this film, and sometimes it brings me to tears.
It's one of those scenes that is absolutely flawless- the choreography, Simon's unbridled passion and complete carelessness, the fact that it was probably 35 degrees out there and yet the dancers moved as if their lives depended on it.
And at the same time there is storytelling- the Romans hovering and watching ominously in the background, Jesus making eye contact with Judas, both their faces full of unspoken expression.
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