One could hardly think of a topic more likely to get people pissed off than questioning the very existence of Christ. I mean, you can bash Bush, you can harp on capitalism and you can question the automotive industry's agenda. But in America, going after Jesus is tantamount to burning a flag, eating an eagle, or spitting on the Constitution.
And in the current atmosphere of increasing conservatism and moral rectitude, Jesus has become more popular and more topical than ever. So director Brian Flemming figures now is the perfect time to go after him.
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