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...lemons, make lemonade,'" says Mora, who has not seen the film. "But more often it's simply Operation Da Vinci Code." The document produced at that January meeting had three talking points: 1) Turn the glare of publicity into a proselytizing opportunity. "We can either weep, or we can sing our song," says Mora, postulating that some people, learning about the nonfictional Opus Dei, will think, Well, it's not that bad. 2) Reach out for allies: "This film offends all Catholics, not just Opus Dei. It says the entire church is a big lie." 3) Engage only in measured...
...patient's stunning recovery or well-timed premonition that can only be explained by a higher power. So I answered my daughter by asking her the question, "What do you think?" She seemed to have no such reservations, responding with a vigorous rendition of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing...
...totally different set, totally different mood, in the 1920’s in a smoky, old bar.” The cast and crew are made up of around 75 people, with greatly varying levels of experience. “Our cast has all different singing and dancing and acting backgrounds, and they all came together and created this musical,” Richards explains. “And I think that, in itself, is a great accomplishment.” Another one of the strengths of the production, according to Richards, is the music. “It?...
...Christianity. “It’s an anthem for that loneliness we all feel,” he said. “I mean, we’re all angsty.” After a passionate defense of the power of God, supported by an N*Sync sing-along, the metaphorical train jumped its tracks to bring the point home. Quach, on God as compared to West Coast fast food chain In ‘N’ Out’s “Animal Style” burger: “[God] is my burger...
...silverback ape and Jon Stewart a sneaky hyena, Flight of the Conchords are tiny fawns. Their whimsical acoustic-guitar songs and gentle banter totter out on spindly legs to nibble at funny bones. The duo, who claim to be the "fourth most popular folk parodists in New Zealand," sing about the usual stuff--mistaken identity, killer robots, racist dragons--but with an earnest, blinking naivet. It's a hemisphere away from the witty social commentary that reigns on America's comedy circuit. "I guess we're kind of nerdy hipsters," says Bret McKenzie (except he pronounces it "nurdy hupstas"). Jemaine...