Blithely unaware that James Toback did the whole thing better 17 years ago in the criminally obscure The Big Bang, filmmakers Francesco Cabras and Alberto Molinari visit the set of The Passion of the Christ to ask a gaggle of actors and crew types what they think about God, religion and, um, everything. The "answers" in their original form may have once or twice have exceeded the insight of a first-semester seminary student huffing glue, though it's impossible to tell from the compulsive overediting, which reduces the movie to an interminable string of sophomoric sound bites. Context? We don't need no stinking context, though we sure could use less of the pseudo-music-video montages and shots of a scampering dog that Cabras and Molinari use to pad their flimsy film. The sole moment of catharsis comes when interviewee Mel Gibson is allowed to prattle on about some pressing theological matter, unaware that every one of his doubtlessly fatuous words has been replaced by mood music on the audio track. If there is a God, you can bet the farm he's a sound editor.