아래 포스트에 이어서... 말이 나온 김에 JCS의 성전 정화 장면. 1973년 제작된 영화에 나온 장면 인가 보다. 찾아보니 2000년 버전에선 장면구성이 더 현대적으로 바뀌었네.
한국에서도, 미국에서도 이 뮤지컬을 보았지만, 미국에선 이 장면에서 관객들이 환호성을 터트리고 기립박수를 보낸다. 마치 자신은 성전을 더럽히고 있는 사람들 가운데 속해있지 않은 것 처럼. 꼭 성전에서 돈놀이를 해야 저런 인간이 되는 것이 아니다. 무엇이 정말 중요한 것인지, 수단이 목적이 되어버리진 않았는지, 무엇인가에 얽매여 있는 것은 아닌지 생각해봐야 한다.
뒷 장면도 생각할만한 장면... 예수님의 기적을 보고 사람들이 끝없이 달려든다. 하나님을, 예수님을 믿는다면, 지금의 물질적 이익이나 권력이나 가치가 얼마나 중요할지 생각해 봐야 한다. 만일 남들보다 더 가지고, 더 배우고, 더 힘이 있다면, 그것은 내가 잘나서 그런것이 아니라, 하나님이 남보다 조금 더 맡기신 것 뿐이다. 그걸로 다른 사람을 판단하고 인간적인 기준으로 차별하는 것이 바로 물질을 하나님 위에 세우는 물신의 죄악임을 왜 모르는가?
Roll on up Jerusalem, Come on in Jerusalem, Sunday here we go again, Live in me Jerusalem. Here you live Jerusalem, Here you breathe Jerusalem, While your temple still survives, You at least are still alive. I got things you won't believe, Name your pleasure I will sell. I can fix your wildest needs, I got heaven and I got hell. Roll on up, for my price is down. Come on in for the best in town. Take your pick of the finest wine. Lay your bets on this bird of mine. What you see is what you get. No one's been disappointed yet. Don't be scared give me a try, There is nothing you can't buy. Name your price, I got everything. Hurry it's going fast. Borrow cash on the finest terms. Hurry now while stocks still last. Roll on up Jerusalem, Come on in Jerusalem, Sunday here we go again, Live in me Jerusalem. Here you live Jerusalem, Here you breathe Jerusalem, While your temple still survives, You at least are still alive. I got things you won't believe, Name your pleasure I will sell. I can fix your
(fade, screaming)
JESUS
My temple should be a house of prayer, But you have made it a den of thieves. Get out! Get out! My time is almost through. Little left to do. After all, I've tried for three years. Seems like thirty, seems like thirty.
CROWD
See my eyes, I can hardly see. See me stand, I can hardly walk. I believe you can make me whole. See my tongue, I can hardly talk. See my skin, I'm a mass of blood. See my legs, I can hardly stand. I believe you can make me well. See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man. Will you touch, will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ? Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ?
See my eyes, I can hardly see. See me stand, I can hardly walk. I believe you can make me whole. See my tongue, I can hardly talk. See my skin, I'm a mass of blood. See my legs, I can hardly stand. I believe you can make me well. See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man. Will you touch, will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ? Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ? (Repeat)
JESUS
There's too many of you...Don't push me. There's too little of me...Don't crowd me. Leave me alone!
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