Looking for implied Judeo-Christian manifestations in entertainment, no matter how absurdly placed, has long been a hobby. My favourite is The Grinch Who Stole Christmas: if there’s a Who-Christmas, there had to have been a Who-Jesus. And Who-Romans. And a Who-Crucifixion. And probably Who-Pagans whose feasting and…

Never gets old. . . .

You just can’t appreciate Shakespeare unless it’s preformed in native Dinosaur.