Frederica Mathewes-Green

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I write on many different topics: Eastern Orthodox Christianity, movie reviews,  Christian life, the culture, and more. If you’d like to sort my essays by category, click here .

 

Entries from July 1, 2004 - August 1, 2004

The Manchurian Candidate

Posted Tuesday, July 27, 2004 in

[National Review Online, July 30, 2004]
Judging from audience response, the tale told in "The Manchurian Candidate" still packs a wallop. Twists in the plot were met by gasps, and a retaliatory punch in the nose with applause. It seems to have everything a summer thriller needs.

I have to say "seems to have" because I'm a fan of the original version, released in 1962.

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Autonomy for the Antiochians

Posted Monday, July 26, 2004 in

[Christianity Today Online, July 26, 2004]

On July 16, delegates to a special convention of the Antiochian Orthodox Christian Archdiocese of North America met in Pittsburgh to adopt a constitution that will usher in a new era of self-rule. Those who find the workings of the Orthodox Church already Byzantine will be further confused by this action. Is it an act of rebellion, as if the Catholic Church in Ireland broke away from Rome?

No. It's actually a movement toward unity.

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The Door in the Floor

Posted Thursday, July 22, 2004 in

[National Review Online, July 23, 2004]
That loveable rascal! Americans have a soft spot for men who live with gusto, especially the ones whose gusto is applied to coaxing favors from the ladies. In "The Door in the Floor" Ted Cole (excellently portrayed by Jeff Bridges) is one of these familiar figures: fifty-plus but trim, bed-rumpled hair, slouching around in a flowing dressing gown, ice cubes clinking in a glass, and rasping out the kind of profundities we expect from a writer and artist (not from a real writer and artist, from the kind they have in movies).

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I, Robot

Posted Friday, July 16, 2004 in

[Our Sunday Visitor, July 2004]

Robotics designers have a problem; it's called the "uncanny valley." Humans like humans, and we like robots, but we want to know which is which. A robot can be made to look increasingly human, and for awhile we find it appealing. But if its skin texture becomes too realistic and movements too lifelike, suddenly it becomes horrifying. Instead of seeing a clever human-like contraption, we think we're seeing a disturbed, distorted human. It has fallen into the uncanny valley.

This is the creep-factor behind a lot of sci-fi and horror, from Frankenstein to "Blade Runner."

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Orthodox Tradition, Yesterday and Today

Posted Friday, July 16, 2004 in

[Again, Summer 2004]

The very title of this talk—the term “Orthodox Tradition”—is one that would confirm the worst fears of my Protestant friends. I have spent a lot of time in Protestant circles, and one thing they’re touchiest about is what they call “dead tradition.” They will quote the line from St. Paul, “See that no one makes a prey of you by philosophy and empty deceit, according to the tradition of men.” (Col 2:8).

From that perspective, most of what we do looks like “empty tradition.” The Divine Liturgy we had this morning would be horrifying to them. All that pomp and circumstance, and surely it’s meaningless, right? We’re just going through the motions, hoping to buy God’s favor by repeating the correct formulas.

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Alcoholism, and Being "Spared"

Posted Wednesday, July 14, 2004 in

[Today's Christian, July/August, 2004] 

 Q. I come from a good family and have always worshipped God. But as I got older I started drifting away. I have a problem with alcohol. I am a diabetic and I know I should not be drinking.

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The Problem with Women's Ministries

Posted Wednesday, July 7, 2004 in ,

[Beliefnet, July 6, 2004]

There are lots of things I like about my church, but you know what I like best? None of that stupid "women's ministry" stuff. No simpering "gals only" events advertised in voluptuous purple italics and threatening to do something to your heart (open, touch, heal, re-calibrate and change the filter). No color-saturated photos of beaming, hefty middle-aged gals (gals who look like me, that is, but with a dye job and a whole lot more makeup). No unique opportunities to Explore God's Precious Promises in an environment that offers all the sober tranquility of a manic-depressives' convention.

And the hugging! Well, actually, I don't mind hugging. It's hugging in front of a convulsively applauding, tear-spattered audience that has me groping for the Pepto-Bismol.

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