Intervention divine

Like others who have commented on this film, I, too, cannot stop thinking about it... thinking about how I was lured to the theater by a very good trailer that was crafted, I'm sure, to appeal to my interest in the Palestinian/Israeli conflict, my concerns with world affairs and other cultures. I was used!

From beginning to end, a chain of weak metaphors... Nothing Divine - no intervention. Pure tedium.

Best metaphor? At the very end, a pressure cooker - and the old lady saying "Turn it off."

I can't remember being this disappointed - ever - in a movie that I was so excited about seeing. I didn't laugh, I didn't cry ... Perhaps I should though; for the potential of all that this subject should have inspired in a truly creative and thoughtful writer/director. For shame.