Happy Easter/Happy Passover

In Vegas-- at least here on the Strip-- holidays don't really exist, unless they're drinking holidays.

Last night, I got my Easter/Passover fix by watching The Ten Commandments. Rarely do I make it through the entire ten-hour flick (at least it seems that long) so last night was no exception. There should be a new commandment "Though shalt not abandon a bible epic 3/4 of the way through to go play nickel slots."

I love The Ten Commandments. It wasn't until I was a teenager that I realized it wasn't an Easter movie. As far as the actual Ten Commandments go, I can probably only name six or seven. I'm sure I've broken a few over the years but, fortunately, I have no desire to covet they neighbor's wife so at least I'm safe on one of them.

Cecil B. DeMille is lucky that God was such a theatrical deity. All those plagues, fires and water tricks made for a visually interesting film. Had Moses decided to become Pharoah-- so he could subsequently free the slaves-- the movie would have been about as exciting as The Last Hurrah.