Yesterday, between stretches of lying half-awake in bed feeling terrible with the phlegm to prove it, I watched Napoleon Dynamite.

The quirky title character was pretty funny. I loved the scene of him pulling his nerdy, internet-chatting brother on roller blades into town for a lesson at Rex Kwon Do. (“Do you think I feel like a failure going home to STARLA every night?”)

But I kept getting distracted by the directors’ Mormonism, which I discovered by looking up their IMDb profile. Apparently there are quite a few references to Mormon popular culture in the film, and I’m kind of fascinated by Mormonism, although I found Under the Banner of Heaven a little sensational for my taste.