Written by James Twyman and Neale Donald Walsch (Mr. President, Conversations with God), Indigo is a movie about the new race of people we call Indigo.
Indigo represents the color of the aura maintained by these special people; people who somehow know things, who seem always to be sensitive, prepared, full of surprises.
As a big-screen thriller, Indigo isnít for everyone. The acting isnít the best, some of the scenes are a bit less than convincing. Some of the sound effects are a bit off, such as the sounds of birds and crickets that are just a bit out of place. But Indigo wasnít intended to be a high-priced movie for the masses.
Rather, Indigo is a tale about one individual who is part of the Indigo race. Itís a story about connections, seen and unseen, broken and re-forged. Itís a story about each of us, and the planet we live on.
Ray Thomas, played by Neale Donald Walsch is a father and grandfather, but unsure about how to be either. Learning that his grand-daughter Grace (Meghan McCandless) might be in trouble, he finds himself †the one who needs to take care of her.
But things, as usual, arenít all they seem. This is a story about questions Ö who has the answers, whoís protecting whom? Who is imagining things, and who just canít see?†
If youíre living a spiritual life, if you have an Indigo child in your life, if you think that† you just might be an Indigo yourself, this might be the movie for you..
Indigo came out in 2003, six years ago. So, did you miss it on purpose? I didnít think so.
© 2009, Deirdre A. Hebert