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Saturday February 22, 2025 EST |
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![]() ![]() Gambling, Gods and LSD (2002) Finally, after 2 failed attempts at seeing it, I found time after my yoga class to commute to The Music Hall on Danforth St. to watch the 9PM screening on the last day of the 3-hour movie. I was ready to immerse myself into it and "ingest Christ" in the process. (One critic described the movie experience as "ingesting Christ" - something I had to find out myself). The movie had a hallucinogenic feel to it in terms of visual delivery. Pace was slow, spacey and tentative much like the common experience in real life with a few puffs of weed. As much as I was surrendering myself to the movie and taking it at face value, totally open to its message, I failed to see its point...try as I might in giving it the benefit of the doubt. I left after the second hour, not wanting to spend another hour in hoping the movie will redeem itself. I walked away from the theater wondering if I simply just 'didn't get it'. Comments? Email webmaster@thelonerider.com
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