Do you live by the way of grace or by the way of nature?
Never have I been so affected by a movie as when I watched The Tree of Life. Actually, I had to turn the movie off about an hour or so into it because the feelings it gave me were too intense to handle. I had to wait to finish it. In general, the film accomplished things that I never imagined would be possible in movie making.
With every day being the perfect summer day, I was drowning in my own nostalgia and confronted with forgotten memories and places from my childhood. I too grew up with brothers and in a neighborhood where we were constantly exerting our own will against the world -- we wanted to know what we were capable of. My father, like Brad Pitt's character, could be tough cold-natured at times, while my mother resembled Jessica Chastain's role as the nurturing character -- but both did what they felt was best.
And a lot of the movie is about one major question, which I now give to you: Should we live our lives by the way of nature or by the way of grace? In other words, should we live life in such a way that it is informed by ideas such as "survival of the fittest," or should we live life by focusing on community and creativity?