I finally saw Fahrenheit last night and I am sad to say that I was, once again, disappointed by Michael Moore. I feel like whenever I see a film of his, whether it's Roger and Me, or Bowling for Columbine, he raises a handful of really spectacular points that deserve discussion. Unfortunately, at the same time he scatters another thirty not-so-spectacular ideas in with the few worthy ones. I wish he had spent more of his times addressing some truly pressing issues, rather than lampooning people in a manner no more intellectual than Jay Leno.
I mean, I don't think anyone in this country actually believes that George W. Bush is a brilliant man. He's a poor speaker, a poor thinker, and he is in serious need of a good thesaurus. Let's just accept that fact and talk about real issues rather than showing funny clips of him looking like a jackass. The comedic overtone to the film really took away from its respectability and its message, and this was only exacerbated by the editing. Why, after tearing up while watching a mother of a soldier KIA in Iraq, would I want to again laugh at some quirky Bush mannerism?
Another solid thirty minutes of the movie that could have been dropped were dedicated to imagining what might be going on in people's minds, specifically the President's, at different periods in the last ten years. We'll never know. Until the Patriot Act crosses the boundaries of private thought, we'll never know. So why would it be important to hear what Michael Moore things someone else is thinking? It's not.
Lastly, I can't help but feel that Michael Moore has finally arrived at the level of Rush Limbaugh and Al Franken. He is partisan to sell a film, not to sell his beliefs. When the aforementioned mother of the KIA soldier visited Washington and literally broke down crying, convulsing on the sidewalk outside of The White House, why in God's name didn't Michael Moore, this champion of the people, this man who cares when no one else does, go to comfort her? Instead he leaves the camera on this grieving woman, simply because it's a more striking image with which to sell the film.
Rush, Al, Michael, Bill O'Reilly, and pretty much everyone else who makes their living off of twisting facts to suit their financial gain should just go on a Fox Network celebrity boxing show and just get it over with. They can all split the profits.
Meanwhile, let's actually spend more than thirty minutes of a "life-changing" film talking about the financial status of our men and women in uniform and our men and women in the classroom, or the ways in which the military specifically targets low-income youth to fight our wars, or even the startling popularity of distinctly partisan, and often erroneous media outlets.