The eradication of memory

We finally got a chance to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind the other night; I strongly recommend the film though I suggest that you be fully prepared for a storyline that folds back on itself. If you are tired or a week of hard work has drained your intellectual sensibilities, you may want to hold off on the rental.

I think that the movie asks a fascinating and fundamentally theological question. Can love change the very fabric of our being? Even if memory is erased, has love already infected our being in a much deeper mode than simple cognition?