down that trail there is that path dunt duh da a er e a er and down that trail and path there is meadow dunt duh da a er e a er ba co screechie a er e a er and nar that meadow there is pasture down that trail path dunt duh a er e a er

Gotta love the evangelist who says "God is love" to the camera while wearing a huge 'no homo' sign on his lapel (oops, just saw Bob Smith's note on that). Not to mention the gay-looking Paiute who says that spiritual leaders in his tribe are individuals "born with two spirits, male and female - the homosexuals". God may have created man in his image, but it sounds like man creates God in his own... and sees what he wants to see, like Jane Doe, who decries the lack of female interviewees and probably didn't watch the same film as I did.
Anyway, I wish I had more to say but I gave up after 22 minutes, or the time to make sure that most reviewers had it right: no way that anything of substance would come out of anybody in a few seconds. Even Leonard Susskind was uninteresting. Roger Nygard was obviously going for light and fun, the point of which on such a subject escapes me. Interestingly, a lot of people never answered the question and preferred to declare what God was to them instead. Then again they could've been victims of that ridiculous quick editing.

Unfortunately flip. He interviewed many great people but the film ends up being a "how I spent my summer vacation" documentary with light, hee-haw fiddle music playing in the background throughout.