The life of Franciscan Friar Mychal Judge is celebrated in this moving documentary. Mychal Judge was New York City Fire Department Chaplin and he died on the collapse of the Twin Towers. More a friendly look back at the man than a deep probing expose this is the kind of memorial that everyone of us would love to get but very few of use do, and even less of us deserve. There is no doubt that Judge deserves it. Here is a man who ministered to not only the firemen of New York but also the sick, the homeless and the outcast. He did what he felt was the right thing no matter how the church felt simply because he "knew" thats what Christ would have done. Its a wonderful story told mostly by his friends with a little assist from Ian McKellan as the narrator and the voice of Father Judge.
If the film has any flaw its simply that its too in love with its subject. He is, for lack of a better term, a saint with almost no flaws. Anything that might be considered a flaw, say his alcoholism or his homosexuality, are beaten back with a mere waive of his hand, or so it seems. Its a nice thing to celebrate the man, but his "perfection" becomes trying.
Still this is a very good documentary. If you need proof that not all men are evil, this is the film to see.
If the film has any flaw its simply that its too in love with its subject. He is, for lack of a better term, a saint with almost no flaws. Anything that might be considered a flaw, say his alcoholism or his homosexuality, are beaten back with a mere waive of his hand, or so it seems. Its a nice thing to celebrate the man, but his "perfection" becomes trying.
Still this is a very good documentary. If you need proof that not all men are evil, this is the film to see.