I have a confession to make.
I love Cecil B. DeMille’s 1956 The Ten Commandments. All three hours and forty minutes of it. And not just because of nostalgia because my family used to watch it every year. Not just because Charlton Heston is so epic, it’s comical, but then loops back to epic again. Not just because that parting of the waters scene and the tornado of fire still impresses me… but because I had a huge crush on Joshua.Continue reading “Four Designs, Three Chalkboards, Two Languages, One Verse, and One Strange Crush”