I’m about to experience the yumminess of used Peeps all over my desk.
For extra camp value in that “film”, watch for the exodus scene, in which the blind grandfather asks his grandkids what’s happening. That’s a pretty nice wristwatch he’s wearing.
But I love Easter. It’s one of only 3 days in the year that one is allowed to eat candy for breakfast.
According to The Celluloid Closet, Boyd was given the direction to play as if his and Heston’s characters used to be gay lovers. Of course, this direction was unbeknownst the the straight (in so many ways) Heston. Just look at how they look at each other when they meet up at the beginning of the movie… dreamy.
And as for The Ten Commandments, who can forget the campiest line of Edward G. Robinson saying in such a modern cadence, “Where’s your God, now, Moses?”
Oh, BTW, getting back to the OP:
Easter is lame because the cash value of an Easter Basket is decidedly less than the loot you rake in at Christmas.
Peace.
“Spiritual value? What manner of being is this Spiritual Value thing of which you speak?”
“I was glad to see they celebrate Easter the same way we do, commemorating the birth of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ by telling children a large rabbit left chocolate eggs in the night.”
Oh, don’t be silly! Everyone knows on the first Easter Sunday, Jesus rolled the rock back from the tomb door, put on rabbit ears and hid chocolate eggs for the Apostles to find! It’s all in the Epistle of Peter the Rabbit.
Together we have adopted a Tibetian Monk, a Siamese Twin who is republican on one side/ libertarian on the other, a 12 year old Redneck Asian Gun Nut, and Bill Maher is coming to live in our guest bedroom for a year.
NEXT ON FOX!!!
If you read the original text, before all the various translations, What actually happened was a rabbit brought the eggs to Jesus, who miraculously turned them into chocolate. Jesus then hid the chocolate eggs for the Apostles to find cuz he was feeling so frisky and playful cuz he was just so damn happy to not be dead anymore.
Am I the only person who’s read the Gospel According to Cadbury?
Look, even if you hate everything about Easter, there’s still the Day After Easter, where all chocolate Easter products, Easter-egg shaped shortbread cookies, and Easter marshmallow-bird-type-things™ are 50% off!. Now really, this is making me happy even now.
OK, looking back on all the responses to my OP, I see what people appreciate most about Easter. Not the Resurrection of Christ, not the family get-togethers, but chocolate!
You also get chocolate on Halloween, Valentine’s Day, Christmas, shoot just about every holiday, but chocolate isn’t supposed to be the raisin detra for those events. But apparently it is for Easter. Excuse while I eat my Cocoa Crucifixes.
Ditto New Zealand – Friday and Monday are public holidays… and everything pretty much is shut on Friday and Sunday.
Also, this year, 'cos Easter is so late it has neatly co-incided with ANZAC day (this Friday… tomorrow my time ) leading to this being a three day week! Yay Easter!
Although for some odd reason, this year there didn’t seem to be any Cadbudy marshmallow eggs around in jaffa – which I adore – so had to make do with caramel… sigh… such hardship.
I remember being told when I was in Iowa around Halloween that something like 1/3 of the annual US chocolate consumption happens on or around that holiday – can’t speak to the veracity of the info… though 1/3 seems awfuly high – but I was staggered looking down the aisles upon aisles of candy being sold for that celebration.
(We don’t really do Halloween here… though the retailers are keen to embrace it).
TigoleBitties, you wouldn’t believe how much like a Springer episode my life can be.
I swear they have hidden cameras and phone taps to come up with some of their show ideas.
Apollyon, how long ago were you in Iowa?
It’s just finally starting to warm up around here and I have learned that you can no longer leave chocolates in your vehicle and have them in one peice when you come back.
This means I will now have to find a hidding place in the house so my heathens don’t beat me to the chocolate.