observed all over southern spain with a seriousness and a fervor you might not see elsewhere. for the seven days leading up to easter, nearly every city in andalusia gets taken over by ancient processions. to an outsider, it s an impenetrable montage of confusing, yet deeply evocative images. figures in dark hoods loom up from every direction. smoke pots of incense, candles, religious imagery, and the crowds. flashes of goya and velazquez, dimly remembered impressions of the inquisition. [ men shouting ] anthony: okay, watch this. these guys got to get their painstakingly crafted, massively sized, and incredibly heavy and
alejandro: so this is the red cape, you know, that this is the most important cape. where they make all the art, all the poetry. exactly. oh, yeah. anthony: why the cape, not the man? alejandro: because it s moving. anthony: so that s important? alejandro: that s important. anthony: you don t want to be moving? alejandro: you don t want to be moving at all. it seems they they get they get more attack, more [ men shouting ] [ laughter ] anthony: this guy clearly has spirit. right away, he tries to take a poke at zack s femoral artery. promising. [ el fandi speaking spanish ] [ alejandro speaking spanish ] alejandro: now s your turn. anthony: i don t think so. alejandro: sure. now s your time. you are him. he s going to teach you. anthony: yeah? alejandro: sure. anthony: okay. anthony: no one likes to look like a pussy on tv, so, when el fandi jokingly suggests i join him in the ring to wave a pink cape at an aggressive young bull, who just moments ago
where they make all the art, all the poetry. exactly. oh, yeah. anthony: why the cape, not the man? alejandro: because it s moving. anthony: so that s important? alejandro: that s important. anthony: you don t want to be moving? alejandro: you don t want to be moving at all. it seems they they get they get more attack, more [ men shouting ] [ laughter ] anthony: this guy clearly has spirit. right away, he tries to take a poke at zack s femoral artery. promising. [ el fandi speaking spanish ] [ alejandro speaking spanish ] alejandro: now s your turn. anthony: i don t think so. alejandro: sure. now s your time. you are him. he s going to teach you. anthony: yeah? alejandro: sure. anthony: okay. anthony: no one likes to look like a pussy on tv, so, when el fandi jokingly suggests i join him in the ring to wave a pink cape at an aggressive young bull, who just moments ago charged my cameraman, i said what any idiot would say, si. it all starts well enoug
for the seven days leading up to easter, nearly every city in andalusia gets taken over by ancient processions. to an outsider, it s an impenetrable montage of confusing, yet deeply evocative images. figures in dark hoods loom up from every direction. smoke pots of incense, candles, religious imagery, and the crowds. flashes of goya and velazquez, dimly remembered impressions of the inquisition. [ men shouting ] anthony: okay, watch this. these guys got to get their painstakingly crafted, massively sized, and incredibly heavy and cumbersome float through the door, down the steps, and out into the street.
here s a look at the situation. reporter: one year ago today, 60 rounds tear through the offices of charlie hebdo magazine, in just three minutes, 12 people are dead. it started like a massacre. reporter: the massacre, an attempt to silence the satirical magazine, notorious for printing controversial cartoons of the prophet muhammad. do you think charlie hebdo should come back? definitely. reporter: utter shock as videos surface. two brothers brandishing assault weapons. a police officer shot at point range. one of the men shouting, we ve avenged the prophet muhammad. al qaeda in the arabian peninsula claiming responsibility for the killings. two days later, a killer taking