One thing I try to do before I go on a
big trip or pilgrimage is learn something about my destination. Of course, for
the two trips to the UK that was easy – in a sense my entire professional life
as a historian, including my training at LSU, was prep for that! Sort of the
same thing was true for Italy, since I teach World Civ as well as Ancient
History and a course specific to Ancient
Rome. In the case of Mexico I had much less background, so I did read
several books specifically on the object of that pilgrimage, the apparitions of
Our Lady of Guadalupe – but once I was there I wished I had read more broadly,
especially on more recent Mexican history.
In the case of the Holy Land, both my
religious background and my historical training give me a pretty firm grounding
in the Biblical History (I even teach a course on that, specifically), but
frankly I know little to nothing about the later history except insofar as it
was peripherally significant to Roman and European history – that only up
through the Crusades. Even though I have lived through most of the history of
the modern state of Israel, moreover, I have had only a reasonably aware
layman’s knowledge of that history as well. Yes, I read James Michener’s The Source thirty-odd years ago, but I
remember almost nothing from it specifically.
So I decided to rectify that lacuna in
my knowledge. My reading and movie-watching hasn’t really been systematic, but
here’s what I have read and watched so far – and I may supplement this with
dated updates over the next few weeks:
Besides having watched the video blogs
of Steve Ray’s April pilgrimage (mentioned in my previous post), some scouting
around on the Internet and mainly in Amazon led to me starting with a movie
that I’d never heard of: Cast a Giant
Shadow (1966), starring Kirk Douglas leading a cast including John Wayne,
Yul Brynner, and Angie Dickenson. Douglas plays American Col. David “Mickey”
Marcus, recruited by the fledgling Israeli state just after the UN voted for
the partition of Palestine in November 1947, first as an adviser then
ultimately as the first commanding general, overseeing the monumental task of
building an alternate route through the mountains from Tel Aviv to the
starving, besieged city of Jerusalem. It ends tragically, just after that
triumph in June 1948, with Marcus being killed by one of his own Israeli
sentries late one night when he is unable to reply with the proper password –
in Hebrew.
This movie being very specifically about David Marcus
(is it just a coincidence that is also the name of Captain Kirk’s son in the
1980s Star Trek movies? – probably),
his death left a huge part of the story of the 1948 War of Independence untold.
As far as I’m concerned, the best entré
into the events giving birth to the modern nation of Israel is to be found in the pages of O Jerusalem by Larry Collins and Dominique LaPierre. It is a
wonderful, majestic account – solidly researched history written in a very
novelistic style, balancing a myriad cast of characters from both sides of the
conflict, Israeli and Palestinian both in the attention they get and in the
sympathy with which they are treated. By the time I finished it – it’s a long
book – I felt like I’d practically lived through the events! The book is quite old
at this point – it came out around 1970 – but it still would be my recommended
starting point for anyone interested in the events of 1948. The more recent (2005) movie of the same name (at least outside the US)
is, however, a bit of a disappointment. It clocks in at considerably less than
two hours long (a mere 101 minutes) while attempting to tell a story that took
over seven hundred pages in written form, plus creating new main characters who
never get a chance to be developed into people the audience cares about. Here’s
the text of a review I submitted to Amazon.com:
I certainly understand why they changed
the name for US distribution ….
Well, I can certainly see why this
movie received such critical disdain. There is a good movie here – but it’s at
least twice as long as the current running time of 101 minutes. I enjoyed it
well enough, having read the book just recently (the reason I picked up this
movie). It would, in my opinion, be fairly incomprehensible to anyone who has
not read the book – or at least anyone who does not have a fair working
knowledge of the events of the 1948 War. Frankly, this movie bears about as
much resemblance to the literary source material as the Brad Pitt version of World War Z bore to the brilliant book
on which it was “based.” Actually,
the relationship between film and page is far less in this case because this
film could very easily exist without the existence of the book since the
historical events that form the context for the story are not the product of
Larry Collins and Dominique LaPierre’s imagination, whereas World War Z the movie does construct a
narrative within a fictional situation created by Max Brooks. The one facet of
the book that I think is conveyed fairly well in this movie is a fair balance
and lack of overt bias in dealing with a very complex situation in which, in
truth, there is no absolute right nor wrong. The desperate conviction driving
the Jews, having just endured a genocidal disaster unparalleled in human
history, that they must have their
own state vs. the Palestinian Arabs’ determination to maintain their longstanding
residence in the only land that the Jews would – could – ever consider their homeland are tragic and seemingly
irreconcilable imperatives. David Ben-Gurion’s rabidly intense determination to
hold Jerusalem at all costs seems insane from any practical, strategic standpoint
– and yet was absolutely necessary because he rightly perceived that without
Jerusalem there is no Israel. That comes through very clearly in Ian Holm’s
scenery-chewing performance which makes his casting the highlight of this film.
Ultimately, however, this movie is very much a failure, especially when set
aside the book. If marketing it in the US as “Beyond Friendship” was an attempt
to distance it from the book, I think that was a wise choice – although ultimately
the film falls face-down off its own two feet even without the inevitable
comparison with the book.
I moved directly into Return to Zion: The History of Modern Israel
by Eric Gartman, which is a more comprehensive account from the beginning of
the Zionist movement in the late 19th century through just a few
years ago, with fairly heavy emphasis on the wars that Israel has endured and
the seemingly irreconcilable conflict with the Palestinians. After O Jerusalem it’s pretty dry reading, but
quick, and I do feel like I’ve got a fair handle on the overall history up to
just a few years ago.
Wanting something with an even longer perspective,
I turned to Jerusalem: The Biography
by Simon Sebag Montefiore – I have only partially read this book at this point –
and may not finish it…. I recently have been availing myself of digital borrowing
privileges through my local parish library – but I was only about halfway
through when my two-week check-out period expired and it wouldn’t let me renew
it. Argh! I’d only made it up to the period of the Third Crusade in the late 12th
c., but had started picking up a lot of nuggets of information that I’d never
known before – such as that the Armenian Cathedral is properly “St. Jameses’
Cathedral” because it is dedicated to both
of the Apostles by that name, both the Greater (son of Zebedee and brother of
John) and the Lesser (“brother” of
Christ)! The earlier parts of the book – covering the history I’m pretty
familiar with – were solid enough (albeit with a surprisingly secular slant),
but after AD 70 it had really gotten good and I was looking forward to learning
plenty more as I progressed through over a thousand years of Middle Eastern history
that I know in only its broadest strokes. It’s fairly expensive in the Kindle
edition, which makes me loath to purchase it when I’ve been reading it free so
far…
Back soon after I committed to the
pilgrimage, I ordered the travel guide for Jerusalem,
Israel, Petra, and Sinai from the wonderful DK Eyewitness Travel series.
Fully illustrated in color, with scads of cut-away schematic diagrams of the
major sites as well as a pull-out city map for Jerusalem, I love these books –
I’ve picked one up for every trip I’ve made in the past ten years, and have
never regretted it. They do tend to be a little pricey, which is why I actually
usually drop back a couple of years to the previous edition. I will have this
with me on the ground, but it makes fascinating browsing leading up to the trip
and on the long plane ride. …
In any case, I just a few days ago discovered
another book that may rival it in demanding my attention – The Holy Land for Christian Travelers: An Illustrated Guide to Israel,
by John A. Beck. I initially purchased it on Kindle, but quickly saw that I
would want a hard copy on the trip, so I have that as well. It does have a lot
of illustrations, maps, and diagrams – although not nearly to the degree as the
DK guide. As to the text, it seems to be far more of narrative rather than the
terse descriptions offered by DK, and with a heavy emphasis on pulling in
scriptural references. It is from a general Christian perspective.
On the other
hand, Rev. Charles Samson’s similar Come
and See: A Catholic Guide to the Holy Land is explicitly Catholic. I just
recently found this latter book, initially on Kindle but I immediately went
ahead and ordered a copy which I received yesterday. It’s a bit smaller in
format than I anticipated – including the print – very dense but in concept
very much like Beck’s work except meticulously referenced and with considerable
theological and spiritual discussion – “Issues Raised (what aspects of our
faith are relevant to what we experience [at each location]; [and] Points of
Reflection (in other words, how this spot might speak to you in your spiritual
life, with special sections to aid seminarians in their formation to the
priesthood)” (p. xix). It seems to have more illustrations, etc., than Beck,
but they seem smaller and “muddier” – and it has very small type as well to fit
it all in a mass market paperback size book; nevertheless I anticipate it will
be a valuable companion to this pilgrimage and reference for years to come.
Actually, I figure my day-pack will be weighted down by all three – plus my
Bible, of course.
There is one final area of research I’m
engaged in as preparation for this pilgrimage. I hesitate to mention it for a
couple of reasons, and I’m not going into a whole lot of detail. It is not
directly relevant to the Holy Land at all – but given this pilgrimage is under
the auspices of Radio Maria, I feel like I need to be prepared if – when, I’m sure – the subject of the
alleged apparitions of Our Lady at Medjugorje come up. Radio Maria was created,
after all, in large part with the mission of spreading the news of Medjugorje
and the alleged messages being imparted there on basically a daily basis – for over
35 years now. Medjugorje is, however, a controversial subject, and I certainly do
not know what to make of it. The Catholic Church herself seems to not know what
to make of it! The definitive statements on it made at the diocesan level have
been uniformly negative – but in an odd move with regard to this particular
area of popular piety the Vatican long ago assumed to itself final judgment,
and then has essentially rendered no
judgment. A final statement of a commission ordered by Pope Benedict XVI almost
a decade ago has now been rumored to be imminent for several years; a year or
so ago word leaked that the members had reached no consensus other than that
the very earliest apparitions, the first week or so, may be of a supernatural character. It is a very polarizing subject, and one problem facing
anyone trying to reach an impartial conclusion is that as far as I can tell not
a single one of the many thousands of books about it approaches the question of
authenticity with any objectivity. They are either all-in or all-out, telegraphing
their position from virtually the first word and considering the opposing
position pretty much (some times explicitly) born of the devil. It’s hard to
even get a simple account of the history. I know good priests on both sides of
the issue – virtually all of whom publicly adopt a “wait and see, let the
Church decide” position but who clearly have very strong opinions on the matter
when you get them talking.
All that being said, I am currently
reading a book that may be as objective as they come – I’m only about a quarter
of the way through it at this point, and at the very least the author has not
telegraphed so blatantly what his conclusion is. I suspect I know what it’s
going to be, but thus far it seems pretty balanced. Framed as a central case in
a non-Catholic investigative journalist’s study of how the Church goes about inquiring
into claims of mystical phenomena or saintly intercession, Randall Sullivan’s The Miracle Detective is, so far, quite
an engaging read. But that is all I want to say about it at this point. (NOTE:
I drafted the preceding last night [Sat 21 July], then before heading to bed I read his
account of a profound religious experience when he first ascended Mt. Krizevac.
Yes, I think I see where this book is going, but I’m going to persevere.)
UPDATE Wed 01 Aug: Well, yes, I finished The Miracle Detective. As I suspected, Sullivan is all-in on Medjugorje ... all-in. It is indeed "engaging," as I assessed it previously, but hardly "objective." I think it's ultimately more enlightening regarding the spiritual struggle Sullivan went through than it is about Medjugorje itself. What makes the former more interesting actually works to the detriment of the latter -- the book is far too impressionistic. Sullivan portrays himself as approaching the question rationally, but he really does not; over and over again with greater and greater frequency he tells us how he feels about a given witness, pretty much basing his assessment of their reliability on his own feeling rather than objectively weighing the facts. It is clear that, whether he believes in Medjugorje or not, he wants to believe -- and that desire to belief undercuts any claim to objectivity. For the purpose I read it, this book is ultimately a tremendous let down.
UPDATE Wed 01 Aug: Well, yes, I finished The Miracle Detective. As I suspected, Sullivan is all-in on Medjugorje ... all-in. It is indeed "engaging," as I assessed it previously, but hardly "objective." I think it's ultimately more enlightening regarding the spiritual struggle Sullivan went through than it is about Medjugorje itself. What makes the former more interesting actually works to the detriment of the latter -- the book is far too impressionistic. Sullivan portrays himself as approaching the question rationally, but he really does not; over and over again with greater and greater frequency he tells us how he feels about a given witness, pretty much basing his assessment of their reliability on his own feeling rather than objectively weighing the facts. It is clear that, whether he believes in Medjugorje or not, he wants to believe -- and that desire to belief undercuts any claim to objectivity. For the purpose I read it, this book is ultimately a tremendous let down.
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