A New Orleans Movie

I’ve heard that the actor Denzel Washington is a Christian. I hope so, because at this distance he seems like such a fine young man.

Tuesday afternoon, I saw his movie “Deja Vu,” which was filmed here earlier this year. The local reviewer recommends you suspend your critical faculties and just enjoy the picture, even though the plot is rather fanciful. That’s what I do anyway, so it worked out just fine.

I’ll not review the movie. I recommend it if you like crime dramas. I recall their shutting down the Crescent City Connection for half-days at a time while the movie people were either filming on the bridge or exploding things underneath it. And they manufactured a major thoroughfare downtown off I-10 called “Bayou Boeuf.” It doesn’t exist, but the plot needed them to get out of town easily and into the open country quickly. Oh that it were this simple.


Couple of things about the movie. I do not remember a single bit of cursing. Might have been some, but I don’t remember any. And in the scene where they are watching this young woman in her French Quarter apartment, to their amazement, she sits down to eat–by herself, now–and bows her head and says grace. Later, as they are doing a crime-scene investigation in her house, you notice a leaflet for a revival at the Baptist church. Not a big deal, admittedly, but done with such a gentle touch and in such good taste. We Christians appreciate the respect it reflects.

If you live out of this area and would like to see what the Lower 9th Ward looked like post-Katrina, this movie will show you. The police are descending on the home of the bad guy who lived in that neighborhood. An aerial shot shows houses off their foundations, some sitting crossways in the streets, others collapsed, etc. You’ll notice the National Guard markings on the fronts of the houses where they were checking for survivors and ugly mildew on the inside.

At the end, I teared up when a message came on the screen: “This movie is dedicated to the strength and enduring spirit of the people of New Orleans.” Thank you.

One thought on “A New Orleans Movie

  1. Brother Joe,

    It never ceases to amaze me how movie-makers feel that so much trash talking and visuals make a film better. Most of the time it is so pointless.

    We would watch Mr. Washington read the phone book. He’s a favorite. His characters are usually men of integrity and principle. Kudos to the producers of this film for returning to New Orleans and writing Katrina into story even if briefly.

    We were glad to see you last night even if just to say hello. Give our love to Ms. Margaret and enjoy your vacation. You deserve it.

    Merry Christmas,

    David, Ginger and the girls