I just watched Syriana, two words obnoxious and confusing. I’ve now sat through two movies produced by dear old George, in which he could have just held a press conference to say what he wanted to say. It would have been cheaper and with less of a carbon imprint.
I’m all about getting a message out in way that moves people hearts and art/film are a great way to do that. But don’t push it down my throat. I don’t want to gag on a producer’s political agenda while eating my delicately seasoned popcorn. To me it’s like crossing through the 4th wall, I don’t want to meet the wizard pulling the strings. It ruins the illusion.
If you want to give me a great “speech” about the corruption of the oil industry, please bludgeon a man to death with a bowling ball pin. That’s art (and totally brilliant). Give me Daniel Day Lewis slobbering and yelling about babies in baskets. That’s a significant piece of work.
But George posturing behind and in front of a camera? Blah. Waste of my time.


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