I haven't seen the film yet because I just got in from London. In the scenes where the two characters are bantering with each other, it is like bobbing at the net in tennis.
“Is it honest for me to go and sit there on communion day and drink the wine and eat the bread while feeling it all to be mummery?”
“I'd call it a new version of voodoo economics, but I'm afraid that would give witch doctors a bad name.”