The More You Know

Well, how would you like it? Seeing the world through someone else's eyes? Exciting prospect, no? Think of the possibilities. On the one hand, it's a wonderful, mysterious, metaphysical can of worms. On the other hand, it's an opportunity to make a ton of bank and gratify selfish desires. Which way does Craig go?
He's fascinated by the portal. It wasn't his idea to sell tickets to Malkovich as if he were a carnival ride. When Craig learns how to control him and remain in him for an extended period of time, he uses Malkovich to create art and convey beauty to the masses. That's okay, right? He also goes mad and locks his wife in a cage with a monkey, but he feels genuine remorse about it later.
This film begs the question, how would you use the portal? Would you use it for good, or would you use it for evil? Most of the people who line up to buy tickets to Malkovich probably don't think that far ahead. They just want a new experience, to "see the world through someone else's eyes." That's a healthy enough desire, isn't it? Saint Paul tells us to "not be conformed to this world, but to be transformed by the renewing of our minds, so that we may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God." But of course, Saint Paul wasn't talking about sliding through a muddy tube into someone else's head.
The best option would be to not go through the portal at all, but to seek a fresh perspective through good old life experience. Life is all about loving. Loving God with all your heart, and loving people as yourself. Do that, and God Himself will transform you and equip you for bigger and better things. Do you hear that, people? You don't have to take a portal to find a better life. Better living is only a prayer away. The measure you give will be the measure you get. Remember that the next time you're tempted to take the easy way out. Be strong. Do good. Believe in Jesus. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and it's a lot cooler than what you could see through John Malkovich's eyes. No offense, Mr. Malkovich. I love your work.