Monday, July 28, 2008

Noted Without Comment (for now)

7 comments:

Rickey said...

This looks like a cartoon version of the Bush White House. A spoof. Rickey sure as shit doesn't find anything even remotely funny about the past eight years of the Bush presidency. What's the point of this anyway? To poke fun at Bush as he rides off into the sunset? Yeah, real fucking cutting edge stuff here... Stone is a long long way from being the same guy who made Platoon, JFK, and Born on the Fourth of July.

Noah said...

I'm at a loss. I think I'm with Rickey on this one.

Surly Rob said...

yeah, i don't think this movie was necessary, we get to live the punch line. although i did enjoy the reaction over at filmdrunk.com

"George Thorogood? George Thorogood?!! See, this is exactly what I was worried about when I heard Oliver Stone was directing a movie about George W. Bush. Yes, W is an asshole, but he's not an asshole because he was a hard-drinkin', womanizing good ol' boy whose life story is worthy of a George Thorogood song. The guy was a male cheerleader for Yale, not a West Texas armadillo salesman. George W's an asshole because he attended only the douchiest, most sheltered northeastern private schools his entire life. If he were 30 years younger, he'd probably be playing competitive Quidditch right now. Yet Oliver Stone brilliantly plays right into the bogus cowboy image he spent his entire career trying to sell. Guess what: if you're a male cheerleader for Yale, you can't be a cowboy. In fact, the closest you're probably ever going to come is feeling saddle sore."

Bob said...

I am with Rob and Rickey.

Let's say this movie does portray W. as the person Rob correctly illustrates above.

If that in fact happans, all I got to say is:

Oliver, where the hell were you 4 years ago?

Unknown said...

I'm probably not going to bother watching it. Right now, I'm feeling pretty saddle sore from the hard riding we've gotten the last eight years.

--e

Mr Furious said...

I suspect 75% of people feel that way, Eric. The 25% (and falling) of people who still tolerate Bush won't see it because it fails to present his mountainbiking and woodchopping with sufficient manliness.

I can't see this movie being successful AT ALL. Bush ain't that compelling of a guy to start with, and when you add Bush-fatigue into the equation, this has straight-to-video written all over it.

Missives From Suburbia said...

I looked at the casting and the flawless impersonations being portrayed in the preview, and the whole thing felt like a SNL skit. I think I'd have a hard time watching someone pretend to be Condi or W for two hours without waiting for the punch line. And, honestly, as Rickey and Rob have so astutely and eloquently pointed out, I'm still waiting for the punch line in real life, so the whole movie seems pointless.