Otherwise, this archivally exact production, directed by Bob Avian, feels like a vintage car that has been taken out of the garage, polished up and sent on the road once again (2:00).

Four rogues in buckram let drive at me

To any ritualism so recognized and sanctioned no one may justly object, but beyond the license thus indicated, begins excess, which, being once outside the legitimate limitation, may run riot in any amount of extravagance which the fancy or the folly of the individual affects—such as the use of fading flowers cut off from their root to symbolize a resurrection to life—groups of variegatedly vested and artistically attitudinizing priests, to observe the sacrament instituted with so much simplicity in the upper chamber at Jerusalem—[…].

our homespun English proverb