Black Robe

I finally got around to watching Black Robe last night. I’ve have that particular Netflix DVD lying around since late April, but I never got around to watching it. I wonder why? It is a beautiful film, stunningly filmed and with a powerful message. Sometimes I think we haven’t learned a damn thing in 400 years. I guess it is a depressing film at its heart; two cultures just cannot fathom each other and it leads to despair and death of all involved.

One thing that struck me though was the appearance of a manitou during several dream sequences. I can remember seeing the manitou on Manitou Bluffs overlooking the Missouri River. Quite a sight actually.