Oh man. Unpleasant flashback. It's Good Friday, 2004, I'm sitting with my aunt and uncle in (what is now my former) church, and this sweet-looking old retired bishop named Richard Grein is about to give the homily. He promptly launches into a rant againt "The Passion of the Christ", which he sees as simplistic and fundamentalist.
This explains a lot.
I may have been at St. John the Divine for this event. We were there for one St. Frances Feast back in the early 90's. The circus-like atmosphere (plus an infant and a toddler) made it hard to make out all that was said, but as I recall, music was performed by the Paul Winter Consort, there were taped recordings of Whales and Wolves, and many live animals (including at least one elephant) paraded down the central aisle. As I also recall, at the time, they were planning on converting the roof of the cathedral into some sort of greenhouse/bio-preserve.
I didn't feel compelled to return any time soon.