"All this stuff that happens to you, you just-- I don't know what it is-- you either are nuts "-- Wax leers at the camera while Tammy giggles throatily-- " or, I don't know, you're blessed with something ."
12.
The nadir arrives at the end with " White Christmas, " in which Alagna tries to mate the incompatible styles of Bing Crosby and Charles Aznavour, singing in a throatily vibrant croon through a heavy accent ( " just like ze ones I used to know " ), humming one chorus and whistling another, until the Hawaiian guitar comes sliding in underneath the heavenly chorus.
