director: Oliver Stone
starring: Josh Brolin, Elizabeth Banks, Richard Dreyfuss, James Cromwell, Jeffrey Wright, Thandie Newton, Ellen Burstyn, Scott Glenn
No matter your opinion of our current president, it’s clear George W. Bush has been one of the most polarizing figures of the last fifty years and will be talked about in the history books decades from now for the impact he’s had on the United States and the world during his presidency. Whether that turns out to be positive or negative remains to be seen, despite how strongly you may feel one way or the other. Thus, it doesn’t seem too outlandish for a biopic on the man while he’s still President and still very much in his prime years. He’s a fascinating figure that bears analysis, and who better (or worse) to do that than Oliver Stone?
I’ve always found Stone’s films to be compelling, even if they’re a mess (Any Given Sunday is a good example). More often than not, though, he covers topics important in a societal sense, from the horrors of war in Platoon to the amoral exploitations of the media in Natural Born Killers. In any case, there’s an inherent bias in his point-of-view, as I’m sure we all have, but he typically avoids subtlety in making sure the audience knows what his views are on a given subject, whether that there was a government conspiracy to assassinate Kennedy (JFK), or that the majority of pro athletes are hopelessly egotistical drug addicts (Any Given Sunday). The point is, don’t expect to get a completely objective film on a given subject from Oliver Stone.
Just a quick note — the Intersection of Death flexed its muscle once again this evening. I was driving down Colvin and saw a big crowd around one car with its back end pretty much torn off and pushed into a street sign on a corner, and the second car about 50 yards further down the road with a crumpled hood. No pictures, I’m afraid, but man alive–what is going on here? I may write a letter to my councilman. Do I have a councilman?
…of the worldwide chimp takeover plot.
What a day at the Ralph. Beers, dogs, friends, football and power outages on a day the Bills turned the lights out on the San Diego Chargers. I’ve kept mum on the Bills so far this season (this site’s downtime notwithstanding), having learned the hard way it’s best to keep expectations at a manageable level for our Buffalo sports teams. The Bills and Sabres are making that a bit difficult these days, with both off to blistering starts. No matter, though, my frequently cynical outlook on life (get it? the title of my site is The Wayward CYNIC! omg!) will undoubtedly temper the enthusiasm generated by today’s win once the effects of 18 beers, three hot dogs, one plate of nachos and God knows what else I had wear off.
Rest easy, for I hath returned. I’m assuming the site is now up and running at near-optimum levels on my new hosting provider, but there’s always a chance I forgot to check a box somewhere and this house of cards will all come crashing down in an apocalyptic torrent of fire and destruction. I think everything will be fine, though.
Stay tuned for more…
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