It's all so unbelievable and far-fetched sounding. I watched the movie in tears and laughed and shuddered as the reality of it all sunk in. Can you imagine being an Israelite? Your past, present, and future is slavery. One day the ex-prince/murderer/runaway strolls back into Egypt, walks right up to the Pharaoh, and demands that he let you and your people go. What? Imagine being there as the Nile turned into literal blood. Imagine watching fire fall from heaven. Imagine being awoken by the heartbroken wailing of the Egyptian mothers and fathers on that awful night. Imagine the inexpressible joy of being free and the anxiety and terror as your masters change their minds and pursue you. Imagine the hopelessness with a sea in front of you and cloud of dust and a thousand chariots behind you. Imagine seeing that ex-prince/murderer/stuttering/ scared runaway, chosen by God, walk to the shores edge and place his staff in the waves. Imagine seeing the waves quiver and tremble and burst and tower above you. Your past was slavery, but your future is finally freedom.
"The Prince of Egypt" told the story of Exodus so powerfully. It brought the words to life. I'm in awe, giddy really, and incredibly excited.