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Movie inspired by the title of a very popular Christian song, "I Can Only Imagine", written by the main character, Bart Millard, who dedicated it to his dad.

Story is around Bart's life, how he became a Christian, and his tumultuous relationship with both his parents, but particularly his father, Arthur Millard (played by Dennis Quaid).

I really enjoyed this movie. I know the Christian group, Mercy Me, but I had no idea what Bart Millard's upbringing was like. It is quite a testimony to the Gospel to see that he was able to find his calling in spite of all the obstacles he experienced as a small child.

Great acting by main character, and of course, by Dennis Quaid. Happy to see Cloris Leachman have a small part in the film also.

I recommend this film for anyone who wants to be inspired.

Somehow I got through the documentary but it was hard to relive all the nonsense and missteps made by the prosecution. Because of this, and because of the cultural climate in LA at the time, post Rodney King, there was a racial line drawn out in the sand. This case is going to be vindication for all the previous injustices done by police to the African American community. The problem is that OJ was guilty. There was a mountain of evidence that screamed his guilt. But because of the bumbling of the LAPD, the mishandling of evidence, the absurdity of Barry Sheck's explanations of evidence being "cross-contaminated", the complete ridiculousness of having OJ try on his leather gloves that had been soaked in the victims' blood which would cause leather to shrink, plus having him try them on over latex gloves, and the cultural climate in LA in the mid-nineties, a man that murdered two people walked free. Complete nonsense and complete injustice.

I'm sitting here reliving the events of 1995. I remember watching the trial, and being stunned. The jury just want to have any reason, no matter how ridiculous, to have the innocent verdict hold sway. OJ's dream team was able to concoct the nonsense for the jury. It gave them a reason to say OJ was innocent. I would bet $1,000,000 that not a single lawyer on the defence believed he was innocent.

Karma is coming for the members of OJ's defence team that are still alive. There is blood on their hands.

I'm on a Ralph Fiennes movies binge watch and here is #3 this week - The Dig.

Edith Pretty hires Basil Brown to unearth what possible archaeological finds are on the roughly 21 mounds on her property. Turns out to be the most significant find in British history, a sixth century Anglo Saxon ship. The dig occurs at the start of the Second World War. Edith is a widow, her son Robert is soon going to be an orphan, as Edith is ill with complications resulting from childhood rheumatic fever. There are also some other subplots involving the Piggotts, archaeologists who come to help in the excavation, but are unhappily married, Mr. Phillips, the chief archaeologist who takes the dig over and wants Basil Brown out of the way, and Rory Lomax, Edith's cousin, who comes to help but will soon be going off to serve in the RAF.

I won't give you any more details, suffice to say that it was a beautiful movie based on a true story and I just loved it. I recommend it.