Terrence Malick’s The Tree of Life is almost certainly the film that sparked my love of cinema. A friend and I drove an hour to see it in theaters, and (in part because we missed the first ten minutes) didn’t understand it at all. We spent the whole ride home discussing the film, and I’ve continued to ponder it in the years since. A poster from the film adorns the wall of my office cubicle, and I know I’ve met a kindred spirit when someone else mentions the movie.
Though I’ve thought about the film so often, it’s still hard for me to categorize–or even describe–The Tree of Life. Malick’s creation is so unique that it makes more sense to compare his film to the Bible than to another work of cinema, to understand it as a modern psalm or even a retelling of the book of Job. He encourages this connection in the opening frames of the film, which begins with a quotation from Job 38: “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth…when the morning stars sang together?” Like the book of Job, The Tree of Life offers more questions than solutions as its author struggles to understand the purpose of the pain that enters our lives. We explore this tension by walking with Jack, a still-grieving older brother, as he reflects on his childhood and tries to make sense of the world that has made him. With him, we search for answers.
Malick’s offers a first answer to Jack’s pain by pointing us to the beauty of the natural world. Emmanuel Lubezki’s cinematography is achingly stunning, whether he’s capturing the wide expanse of the sky or the drops of water spraying from a hose in the backyard. We get to gaze at the majesty of space and the order of a cell, awestruck by the splendor invading every level of creation. When these stunning images are paired with incredible music, especially in the long creation montage, the power of the beauty on screen is undeniable. As God does in the last chapters of Job, Malick points our attention past the immediate tragedy and the feelings that we might be experiencing. He reframes our pain by showing us the wonder and beauty that surround it. And while this may not answer all our questions, we fall silent before the immense, incredible glory of the world we’ve been given.
Yet we–and Jack–still have questions about how we are to live, questions which arose long before his brother’s death. Reminiscing about childhood summers, Jack returns to a tension between two approaches that defined his family. Strict and stern, holding his children to high standards, and working hard to achieve professional success, his father exemplifies what Malick calls the way of nature. In contrast, Jack’s mother typifies the way of grace: always ready to laugh and play and hug, overflowing with love, protecting her children (even from their father), and helping them to revel in the beauty around them. Both parents are trying to raise their children well, to prepare them for the world waiting for them beyond their Texas home, but their methods set two different examples. And as he grows, Jack must choose which path he will follow, trying to understand which path his creator will be most pleased by.
As we witness his adult life, it seems like he’s fallen into the same habits as the father he once declared he hated, driven to pursue success through his career. We caught a glimpse of his father working in a factory, confidently commanding the obedience of his subordinates, and now see Jack in the same world. He’s surrounded by the creations of other men, spending his days in skyscrapers of metal and glass and rarely glimpsing the creation that his mother tried to point him to as a child. Indeed, the sight of a tree in the courtyard outside his office is almost shocking in its raw abundance of life, intruding into the industrialized austerity. This hint of nature seems to catch Jack off guard, to prompt his reflection and even cause him to realize (maybe for the first time) how far down his father’s path he’s unwittingly traveled.
Jack is grown and married, but he is still coming of age in a spiritual sense and has the chance to choose his path again. We don’t get to see the outcome, whether he charges forward on his father’s way of nature or turns aside to his mother’s way of grace, but Malick gives us a hint. Early in the film, we saw Jack’s birth as the struggle of a boy making his way out of an underwater bedroom and towards the light at the surface, a metaphorical journey out of the womb. Now we glimpse the same scene, just for a moment. The repetition hints at a new birth, reminiscent of Jesus’ words to Nicodemus in John 6: “Unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God.”
So where does this rebirth take Jack? Malick leaves us to draw our own conclusions as Jack wanders through the wilderness. We’ve seen his journey through the desert in scenes interspersed throughout the film, his meandering path reminding us of the Old Testament Israelites’ forty-year journey through the desert after they disobeyed the God who saved them. Like the Israelites, Jack is lost. But then his journey brings him face-to-face with his younger self, and he chooses to follow the boy’s lead. Again, he’s unconsciously following Jesus’ words from Matthew 18: “Unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” Together they come to a beach, and Jack is surrounded by other people until he finally catches sight of his mother–and the brother they’d lost. Their reunion is joyous, full of love and tears and the glorious light of the sun illuminating them all. And when Jack’s father finds them, our joy is complete. Their family is whole again in this beautiful place, and everything broken is made new at the edge of the sea.
This might not be the answer we’ve wanted to the questions of pain and suffering the film has been posing, but it’s the answer we’re given. The voiceover earlier asked, “Where are you?”, and now we realize that He’s been there all along, in every moment of beauty and even in the pain, leading His children home. It reminds me of a quote from C.S. Lewis’ Till We Have Faces: “You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice?” Throughout the film, Malick has been showing us the face of God in the world He made, taking our eyes off the pain around us to gaze at His beauty. Though it doesn’t mention Jesus or walk us through the steps to salvation, this is a gloriously Christian film, reminding us again and again of the God who laid the foundations of the earth and helping us to dance for joy like those morning stars did. It’s more a hymn than a film, and it’s singing a song of praise. From the powerful melodies to the beautiful images to the story it tells, every moment is declaring the greatness of God and pointing us to the way of grace He’s made for us.