The Passion of the Clint

Am I being overly philosophical to point out the hypocrisy between Hollywood bellyaching over the "scandal" of Mel Gibson making a film about Jesus Christ, only to see them turn around a year later and applaud Clint Eastwood for his soapbox epic, Million Dollar Baby?

The story of a perfect Man who sacrifices his own life so that he can offer redemption to a world of sinners (boo, hiss, snore) somehow lacks emotional value compared to the story of a no-name boxer who sacrifices her own life so that she can....well....umm...well, she died anyway.

I guess a chick boxer is just way more amazing of a concept than a virgin giving birth to the Son of God.

Once again, Hollywood fails to recognize the true Million Dollar Baby.