Is my favorite all-time, romantic movie. I (probably) watch it once every two years. There are a couple of scenes that may raise an eyebrow, but I am 61 years old and can handle them! Why, you ask, do I love this movie? A couple of reasons.
I absolutely love vineyards – I cannot see a vineyard without picturing Christ walking through the vines, with his 12 best friends, touching the leaves, lifting those vines that are lying on the ground and quietly teaching as He walks, “I am The Vine, and My Father is the Vinedresser.”
In the movie, there is scene after scene of the rolling vineyard – the landscape is stunning.
I like the movie because Paul is so nice and Victoria so beautiful and their love is pure and sweet.
I like how Victoria’s mother can wrap her husband around her little finger.
I love the scene where the women climb in the wooden vat of grapes and begin their dance, “Crush those grapes!”
And, my number one reason for loving this movie? The final scene. The vineyard has burned down to the ground. Everyone is soot-covered, and crying. Paul (Keenu Reeves) remembers the “Mother Vine”, hundreds of years old, brought from Mexico. He runs up the hill, breaks through the fence and begins pulling that old root, with all his strength and might. Finally, he succeeds in freeing it from the soil. He runs back to the despairing family and hands the root to the Grandfather (Anthony Quinn). His pocket knife begins cutting away at the ancient root, and then with sheer joy he proclaims, “It’s alive!”
Ah! There it is. Big and beautiful across the screen. H.O.P.E.
I am here to tell you folks, without Hope, there is nothing. Absolutely nothing.
February is the month of Love and Hearts – my “wish” for you? To have Hope in The One Whose Name is Hope – Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God.
Do you know Him?
Do you have Hope?