Not Exactly the 95 Theses ...

It wasn't enough, apparently, to take down Catholicism. (To which I can imagine my Catholic aquaintances perking up and saying, "Take down? Take down? If you think we're in sad shape, explain Joel Osteen!" Anyway.) Now Mr. Luther has gone after the cinema.

Join me, Doctor Martin Luther, as I do to contemporary cinema what I did to the Whore of Babylon. Unless I am convinced that a moving picture does not emit a stench to choke a sow, my conscience is captive to my impeccable taste. Here I sit, in a comfy Loews stadium-seating theatre, replete with Nacho bar and adjustable arm rests! I can do no other!

Very amusing indeed.