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My review of The Prophet film

15/9/2015

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 My cousin, an expert on family trees, swears that we’re distantly related to the late, renowned Lebanese poet Kahlil Gibran.

Rumour has it the grandmother of my grandmother’s cousin was the sister of Kahlil Gibran’s mother. Or something like that.

Ok, I know what you’re thinking; this is too good to be true – an ancestry that every wide-eyed romantic of Lebanese heritage would jump through hoops to claim. But please humour my inner dreamer anyway, as I pretend to share a smidgeon of Gibran’s DNA – if only to feel a little braver and wiser.

After all, his best-selling book The Prophet has been my dog-eared companion for years, as bright eyes took in his words on all matters ranging from passion and love, to freedom and pain, committing them to memory. Ideas that pressed on my mind as I sat with Ron Senkowski, the lead producer of The Prophet‘s film adaptation, before watching the movie at the Lebanese Film Festival in Sydney.

To read more, check out my interview and review for Sajjeling magazine.


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