Fair play to Turturro for going in such a strange direction, and assembling a pretty killer cast, but it's unlikely to satisfy even the most ardent Quintana enthusiast.

Choppiness is the real issue. There are baffling shunts from town to country, while the middle stretch tosses up scenes with no real function or punchline.

No amount of added context can override the feeling that the Jesus was never meant to be more than a one-joke character.

Ill-advised sequel has no idea what it is, why it exists or who it's for.