|Three Compatriots in The Book of Life|
“The True Meaning of All Hallow’s Eve”
A Review of The Book of Life by Nick Olszyk
MPAA Rating, PG
USCCB Rating, A-II
Reel Rating, Four Reels
At the beginning of Extrodinary Synod two weeks ago, 20th Century Fox released Gone Girl, a disturbing tale of murder, intrigue, and cable news punditry – all centered around the idea that marriage is inherently destructive. At the Synod’s close, this same studio has honored the beautification of Pope Paul VI with the polar opposite – a moving love story that demonstrates the importance of family and the communion of saints – whether living or dead. The Book of Life is marvel to behold – a total experience that saturates the viewer with sharp writing, amazing voice performances, beautiful songs, and some of the most stunning cinematography of the year. Although its strange spiritual elements may make it not entirely child friendly, it is the perfect date movie. Just don’t forget the horchata.
The tale begins in classic fashion – two dashing young friends in love with the same woman. Manolo (Diego Luna) is a sensitive bullfighter who wants to be a musician while Joaquín (Channing Tatum in perhaps his best role) is a swashbuckling soldier who roams the countryside driving out bandits. Maria (Zoe Saldaña) loves them both but is not particularly interested in settling down. The two gods of the afterlife Le Muerte (Kate del Castillo) and Xibalba (Ron Pearlman) wake a wager to see which one with marry her and enact various schemes to support their candidate. Suddenly, things go sour when one of the gods cheats on the deal, causing one character to make an Orphean descent into the Underworld to make things right.
The most spectacular element of The Book of Life is the creation of a Universe that is both fantastical but consistent. This is a film that celebrates the totality of Mexican culture from the music (Mariachi) to the colors (vibrant) to little details like Xibalba’s eyes, which are tiny skulls. There are multiple love stories and plot lines that weave seamlessly in and out of the narrative, supported by the atmosphere of the film. When a man plucks petals while thinking of his loved one, they fall as little hearts. When the antagonist appears, he is literally larger than life. As a visual experience, it’s the most compelling film since Life of Pi that is well worth the extra 3D price.
The love discussed in The Book of Life is true love, a love that is always seen in the context of marriage. It’s so refreshing to see a children’s film where romance is based on sacrifice and hardship rather than simply affection. In order to win Maria’s hand both Manolo and Joaquín will need to set aside childish notions and become better people, doing what is right even above their personal feelings for Maria. This love also includes one’s family members and not just the living. It all starts in a cemetery on All Souls Day, celebrated in
Mexico as “the Day of the Dead,”
where Manolo’s father explains the importance of remembering one’s ancestors. Indeed,
the most touching moments involve not Maria but the reunion of several people
with their dearly departed. This is the true meaning of Halloween, praying for
dead and rejoicing in the hope of the resurrection.
The Book of Life is a sweet, funny, and pleasant movie that provides a good alternative to the usual Halloween gore while celebrating one of world’s greatest Catholic cultures. It teaches the eternal truth that death does not end existence but is merely a stepping stone to a much greater adventure. While not perfect in its theology, if taken with a discerning mind, this tale should lead one closer to the real Book of Life and the place where the communion of saints and God Himself awaits. And “all you can eat churros.”
This article first appeared in Catholic World Report on October 29th, 2014.