Can, film, purify the soul?
"I have lived long enough to know that I am an accomplice of the evil that, unfortunately, seems to prevail in the world and could beat the blind. When the time comes, I would like to have that moment of lucidity that allows me to apologize to God and my brothers in humanity, forgiving at the same time, all heart, who has beaten me. "
( Spiritual Testament of the Christian prior to Chergé)

Of Gods and Men tells the story of eight monks Cistercians (White Monks) living in the mountains of North Africa and are trapped between the violence of the fundamentalists and army violence.
Of Gods and Men explains how these men, clearly defined character and very different from each other-cross, each at their own pace and manner, the darkness of his own darkness to learn to live and be accepted but above all, to find the strength / courage that, at the decisive moment, I will surrender to Love and end up taking them out of their reluctance and accept their fate to, well, to realize God, to join him (in a The parallels with beautiful Swan Lake , whose music is heard in the exciting moment of the Last Supper in the refectory, where Siegfried and Odette made a sacrifice of love for which they receive the reward of being reborn and united forever) .
Of Gods and Men is the story of a commitment beyond the fear of a supply beyond indecision of a sacrifice beyond all doubt. Die Love rebirth in spirituality, courage, freedom of choice, tolerance, equality, fraternity, generosity, insight, commitment. The greatness of man.

A wonderful picture, a wonderful script, with some moments of true inspiration, a brilliant performance, a totally deep poetry and music to disarm any suspicion and allow you to open wide your heart to sneak squarely on him.
Can, film, purify the soul?
"Tell me, Oh, swan, your ancient history. What country are you from?, Oh, swan! To what banks
direct your flight? Where ease, oh, swan, and what you're looking for?
Wake up this morning, oh, swan, stand and follow me.
There is a country where they prevail not doubt and sadness, where there is no longer the terror of death.
There, forests are spring flowers and the breeze brings a perfume that says: "He am I".
There the bee of the heart and penetrates deep into the flower, without aspiring to another enjoyment. "
direct your flight? Where ease, oh, swan, and what you're looking for?
Wake up this morning, oh, swan, stand and follow me.
There is a country where they prevail not doubt and sadness, where there is no longer the terror of death.
There, forests are spring flowers and the breeze brings a perfume that says: "He am I".
There the bee of the heart and penetrates deep into the flower, without aspiring to another enjoyment. "
(Kabir)