With the "sanctity of marriage" sermon still fresh in my head, I watched Mambo Italiano, a nice indy Canadian film about a gay Italian-Canadian boy.
It was the typical gay coming-out story as well as the child-of-immigrants identity tale, but it served as a kind of salve. It had its funny moments.
And of course Paul Sorvino was in it. I swear he's in every movie that has anything to do with Italians in North America.