I saw The Passion of The Christ the other day. Since Christ is an uncommon name and there are a number of people named Jesus, if they felt such a strong need to include the word "the" in the title, the movie really ought to have been called "The Passion of The Jesus".

I must say that I felt very middle-American at the multi-screened cinemaplex. The doors to various theatres were propped open while movies were playing, which provided an interesting auditory potpourri. The Disney movie Miracle was sandwiched between two theatres playing The Passion, so I got a nice blast of "USA! USA! USA!" chanting melodically over the gurgling, blood-choked Aramaic moans of a dying pretty-boy godhead.

Poor Mel. He really made a terrible (i.e. really bad) movie.

Anyone interested in watching a really good Jesus movie should rent Jesus of Montreal.