I think I've rediscovered my somewhat-forgotten love of theological fiction.

(Am in the middle of reading Good Omens.)

Note to self: must get my hands on a copy of Dogma so I can finally watch it from beginning to end (plus, bonus: Rickman. With wings. Mmmm).

I think I might like to rewatch Michael, too, though that's not all that theological... well, it's still a good movie, at any rate. And, oh! Just remembered: I never saw City of Angels. Although, Dogma is still at the top of my list, as far as this subject-matter is concerned; just because that one I already know I really, really like — even if I never managed to see the whole thing. (Besides, I'll take [a good, cynical] comedy over drama any day.)

I think I would very much like to reread The Master and Margaret (a Diabolical satire of the 1930's Russian sort, for those who don't know), too. Or possibly get my dad to finish reading it aloud to me for the second time, which he started to a while ago. Though... come to think of it, no: I think I'd rather read it on my own this time. Get more personally aquanted with the book, so to speak.

And it really is a shame, I must say, that Bulgakov wrote in Russian, and that (despite being translated into English) he never became as popular in the English-speaking half of the world as, say, Tolstoy, or Chehov, or Dostoyevsky. I mean... there are so many of my friends I would love to recommend TM&M  to. If I thought there was a chance in H. they'd actually read it.




(Will post thoughts on GO later [hopefully], perhaps after I'm finished. For the moment, I'll just say that Neil and Terry are two of my most favorite people right now. I'm torn between conflicting urges to either finish the book as quickly as I can so I can soak it all up, or stretch it out as much as possible so that I might enjoy it longer.)