Pope Joan – Proof that Popettes can exist!

I’ve been fascinated with the Pope, the Vatican and anything to do with papacy since I first read Dan Brown’s Angels & Demons 5-6 years ago. I was intrigued with the customs and significance of what happens when a Pope dies. Bring in the architectural beauty of the Vatican and Rome itself and you’ve got me – hook, line and sinker.

Shortly after I finished reading the book, the Pope in real life (Pope John Paul II) actually died! Imagine how excited I was – I actually watched the funeral on TV and made it a point in life that I just have to visit the Vatican one day.

Then I made up the word Popette, which basically means “female Pope” – it was a private joke between FP and I about me wanting to be a Popette. He made use of this story about me wanting to go to the Vatican to poke fun at me to his friends – telling them that I have a crush on the Pope. Hahahaha!

We even had it in our plans to visit Rome for our honeymoon (but all that has changed since the world cup – we have decided to go to New Zealand instead; long story – save it for another blog post) So anyway, you get it: this whole Vatican – Pope – Popette issue became sort of MY thing.

So last week, I was looking for a movie to watch on my own in the theaters. It was between Eclipse (yes, I must be the last person to watch it – but it sucks anyways) and this movie called Pope Joan.

Pope Joan tells of the legend of a woman, Johanna, who disguised herself as a man and eventually became a Pope undiscovered! However, she was left out from the book listing all the Pope names as a revenge by one of her male enemies.

I was so glad I chose Pope Joan over Eclipse because it was so worth the watch.

To see how badly women were treated circa 800 A.D makes me appreciate the education opportunities we have today. Men were the dominant gender in society and thus given the privilege of education and learning. Women were best illiterate and act as housekeepers and child bearers; seen but not heard.

Johanna’s father was the village priest who was a strict Christian. If ever, his wife or daughter even mention Pagan Gods or show interest in learning, he will abuse them to no end. Quite unnerving to watch that.

But as Johanna grew up, and somehow managed to get into a Cathedral school as a girl (totally unheard of prior to this), joined a monastery as a man and finally ending up sitting in Saint Peter’s throne.

We can see her challenges as a woman in a male dominated society, and that’s just bloody amazing. Plus, she has a love interest – so she had to choose between the needs of a mortal and giving her life to God.

When she became Pope, one of the things she planned to do was set up a school for girls. She was challenged by her advisors who told her, “The more a girl learns, the smaller her womb becomes” – and she rationalized that ancient logic in a diplomatic yet firm manner that I was in awe of it.

In short, this movie reeks of Girl Power, and proves the point of “whatever a man can do, a woman can do BETTER”. If a woman once sat on the Papal Chair and ruled the Catholic Church – anything is possible.

I recommend you to watch this movie, if you have the time.

p/s: Johanna looks so much like Blake Lively when she’s growing up – can’t find any photo.

p/p/s: Blake Lively is like one of my two girl crushes, so yeah.

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Confessions of a Shopaholic

I’ve been looking forward to watch this movie for months! I’ve read all the books in the Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella – a series that every girl should read at some point of her life.

So it was a real treat when (technically) yesterday, we went to watch the movie. It was welcoming because:

1) I have been highly emotionally irritated the entire day
2) I was having cramps
3) FP had been feeling down so it was for the best watching a funny movie.

My verdict?

It was a really pleasant movie to watch despite the fact that they didn’t follow the book at all. I didn’t even mind that because the essence of Becky Bloomwood is still there. And honestly, a chick flick like this can hold its own fort without following the book too much.

And the most important part of the book and the entire series (besides Becky of course) was Luke Brendon.

I remember clearly how the entire cinema was gasping when Luke came to the screen. I remember gasping as well while FP looked around confused as to why all the girls were gasping. Hahahaha. Why did we all gasp? Because Luke Brendon is THE guy.

I’ve imagine Luke Brendon a thousand times when I read the books. It isn’t hard really, because he is such a joy to imagine. He’s the closest thing we have to a perfect “normal guy” who might just turn out real.

(Edward Cullen is perfect too, but he’s a vampire so that strikes out all chances of him turning out to be real).

But Luke, might just exist somewhere in this world. And that’s why it makes it easy and fun to imagine what he’s like. :P

And truth be told, what I saw in the movie wasn’t at all how I imagined Luke Brendon to be. And believe me, I’ve imagined countless of times – just like every girl who has read the series ;)

The Luke in this movie is still handsome in a scruffy way. Good looking in his own special way. Scruffy is good but it’s just not how I’ve always imagined him.

I’ve always imagines Luke to be:

1) really, really clean cut (me likey)
2) has dark brown/black hair that is NOT unruly.
3) always neatly and impeccably dressed
4) drop dead gorgeous in every sense of the word

Someone like… (let me think)

Luke Wilson

or

Adrian Brody

But anyways, the essence of Luke was very much in the movie. Like I said, he was still good looking in his own special way – just not the way I imagined him to be.

Hehe. Overall, an enjoyable movie to watch :)

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The Curious Case of Belly Button

I’ve always been afraid of getting old. The thought of not being at a stage where anything and everything is possible scares me. The very prospect of having to look a younger generation (which may or may not be better looking or more intelligent or more successful) gives me the creeps.

Then, there’s the physical aspect. Skin won’t be as supple. Sight will be poor, even in broad day light. Wrinkles will make their fancy appearance. Walking will be demoted to hobbling. Hearing will be of a more glorious past. Your wonderful memory becomes your enemy than your ally.

(The memory part scares me most, because it would be such a shame to lose my brilliantly fantastic memory)

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All these are part of the reason why I was so enthralled with the movie The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, nothing to do with Brad Pitt of course though he did play a part in a way ;)

The thought of aging backwards is very thought provoking.

It also serves as a lesson wherein suffering comes first then happiness. Don’t know what I mean? Well, Benjamin Button came to this world as an 80 year old man with cataracts and wrinkles. He spent his early childhood in a wheelchair before moving on to a walking stick. While he wasn’t exactly ousted by the neighbourhood kids, he wasn’t in a situation whereby he can run across the street and play catch with other children.

In all his wizened physicality, he was still an innocent child deep within. Still, these didn’t stop people who doesn’t understand his condition to mistake him for a dirty old man and a 70-year-old virgin (at least!)

His early life wasn’t exactly a bed of roses, much to be blamed on his physical impairments. However life only got easier (and better looking, hehe).

ben and daisy

As he grew older, he also grew stronger, gained speed and sharpness of mind. He spent most of his golden years with much ease, thanks to the finesse of a young man. He fell in love, he had a child. If only life could remain status quo at the moment when he was at his physical prime as a young, strong man.

Alas, he could only get younger, while everything around him gets older. If there’s any flaw in this whole system, this is it. Everyone just keeps getting older, while you get reduced to infancy – quite literally.

However my point in this whole matter is that, even though a lot of sacrifice had to be made and although he finally has a proper childhood (albeit as a very, very old man) – aging wasn’t painful for Benjamin Button. He grew from a dashing teenager, to an angsty pre-teen, to an adorable child, to a stumbling toddler to finally: an innocent baby.

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In parallel to a person who is growing old the normal way, Benjamin also became more and more dependent on the care of others. It’s just that for him, it’s effortless and without pain. And while slowly being submerged into a world of innocence, he slipped away from this world with no worries, no pain and no thoughts.

As morbid as this may sound, I think that would be a very good way to die. Not many people have the privilege of dying in that pristine condition.

However, back to our reality – I guess we really have to live our life to the fullest, because life is short and with every passing day a part of us gets older. It’s just that we do not realize it. We will only realize it one day 20 years from now, which may be too late for anything.

And on a personal note, I guess that when the time comes for me to give way to a younger, better looking generation, I will do it with grace because I would know by then that I have lived my youth to the best that I can. And till then, I am still part of the “young people club” – so let’s celebrate our youth and worry about this whole aging thing, 20 years from now. :)