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(2002) rt: 119m ****
Director: Michael Moore
Starring: Michael Moore
Tagline: Are we a nation of gun nuts or are we just nuts?
Michael Moore is a schlub. He's everything
that Tisch Film School, dressed-all-in-black art-fart isn't--and he's
ten times as smart. Sure he's altruistic, overly-sentimental and just
a tad too politically correct, but he knows how to get his message
across to the general audience in a compelling and entertaining manner.
The reason most people don't go to see documentaries is because they
feel they're too high-minded, the documentaries are, and deal with
obscure subject matter or are just too dry. The reason Michael Moore
has been so successful is because he does away with the highfalutin
bullshit and gets down to base issues that affect middle-America (normally
the audience that shies away from this kind of filmmaking.) The fact
that he is able to speak in plain language about his liberal agenda
is his most admirable quality. He doesn't sink to calling people rednecks
or backward, gun-loving Republicans--he lets their words do that for
them. The way he looks--dumpy in his sagging jeans and mesh baseball
cap--puts him at ease with the people he interviews and manages not
to alienate the subject matter as it would if he were an ivy-educated
guy in horn-rims espousing the destruction of the working class and
the baseness of the NRA. He is an intellectual without rubbing our
noses in it. He is what we always hoped the nerdy kid in high school
with the jelly donut dust on his cardigan would turn into one day.
He's the misfit with a plan. He's big business' worst nightmare--an
intelligent, affable voice with no allegiances and a definite chip
on his shoulder. Why any company (or Charlton Heston for that matter)
would grant him an interview I have no idea. I think they are lulled
into some sense of superiority when they see what a mess he is. They
think to themselves, "I can outsmart this schmuck. His entire
wardrobe cost less than my lunch." Obviously they never watched
TV Nation or saw his relentlessness in Roger and Me.
The guy has no qualms about asking thee question. As it has
been pointed out to me, the smartest person in all of Bowling
for Columbine is Dick Clark, who slammed a van door in Moore's
face as he tried to question him about employing welfare-to-work moms
in his Detroit area restaurant. Sure, he looked like a jerk, but he
avoided looking like the world's biggest asshole, as our buddy Charlton
can attest. The movie itself is filled with typically Mooreish jaw-droppers,
like the bank that gives away free guns with the opening of a savings
account, and the fact that Canadians don't shoot as many people as
Americans. The only reason the movie loses a star is Moore's over-sentimental
ending and his strange avoidance of discussing gun ownership and gun
deaths outside of the general suburban environment. Despite its shortcomings,
the film is thought provoking and somehow made me hate the NRA even
more than I already did. [MF, movie theater]
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