Still my favorite movie: Wings of Desire

Angels are a persistent topic for us believers, not all of whom actually believe in angels, though I count myself among those who do.

And no movie expresses the angels idea better than Wim Wenders 1987 Wings of Desire about a cadre of trench-coated angels (typified by Otto Sander and Bruno Ganz) who watch over post-war Berlin and try to comfort the mortals.

Of course I also love the hymn to coffee and cigarettes. I’m surprised the irreligious federal nannies haven’t banned the flick for that reason alone. But they haven’t yet and you can still rent, or even better, buy it. Enjoy.

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