2010 marks the anniversary of John Landis’ epic blus musical, The Blues Brothers. It is a seminal work of Chicago cinema about brothers Joliet Jake and Elwood Blues on a mission to re-assemble their Blues band to put on a concert to raise money to save their orphanage.
Along the way they get into tussles with a Country-Western band, the Illinois Nazi party, Princess Leia, and the Illinois State Police, leading to some of the most ridiculous, gratuitous car chase scenes in the history of filmmaking.
This past week, L’Osservatore Romano, the official newspaper of the Vatican dedicated a full page to the film, and pronounced it a film in good standing with the Church. So while watching tripe like Titanic may not be sinful, but certainly in bad taste, watching The Blues Brothers can now qualify as watching a religious film along the lines of The Ten Commandments or The Greatest Story Ever Told.
So, the next time I go to confession, I might be asked to say 10 Hail Marys and watch The Blues Brothers twice. I can live with this as penance.
Somewhere, John Belushi is spinning in his grave.