Unbeknown Paedobaptist

The second story - or rather storey - is missing: that of the immortal Gods above, presiding capriciously over the humans' fates and disputing among themselves. Their presence is entirely excised, perhaps on the grounds that yet more snowy-haired Brit actors, wandering round up to their ankles in dry ice carrying thunderbolts, would undermine the sweaty, ardent seriousness of Brad, Orlando et al down below. But there is a case for cutting the humans and just making it their story: The Passion of the Zeus, performed entirely in ancient Greek.

The article from the guardian seems to be poking fun at "The Passion" but maybe the part at the end shows the state of society. To them what difference is there between Zeus and Christ? It's a shame really that peoples attitudes can be like that.