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Just Above Sunset
June 27, 2004: Is there such a thing as a legitimate abuse of power?
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Is there such a thing as a legitimate abuse of power? _________________ David Edelstein has a problem
- Along with many other polite liberals, I cringed last year when Moore launched into his charmless,
pugilistic acceptance speech at the Academy Awards. Oh, how vulgar, I thought—couldn't
he at least have been funny? A year later, I think I might have been too hard
on the fat prick. Six months before her death in 1965, the great novelist Dawn
Powell wrestled in her diary with the unseemliness of political speech during an "artistic" event: "Lewis Mumford gave
jolt to the occasion and I realized I had gotten as chicken as the rest of America because what he said—we had no more
right in Vietnam than Russia had in Cuba—was true but I did not think he should use his position to declaim this. Later I saw the only way to accomplish anything is by 'abusing' your power." That comes at the end of
this review – In 20 years of writing about film, no movie has ever tied me up in knots the way Michael Moore's
Fahrenheit 9/11 (Lions Gate) has. It delighted me; it disgusted
me. I celebrate it; I lament it. I'm
sure of only one thing: that I don't trust anyone—pro or con—who doesn't feel a twinge of doubt about his or her
responses. Ah, but you see doubt is
useful. As Voltaire said – Doubt is not a very pleasant state, but certainty
is a ridiculous one. The liberals' The Passion of the Christ, it ascribes only the most venal motives to the
other side. There is no sign in the filmmaker of an openness to other interpretations
(or worldviews). This is not quite a documentary—which I define, very
loosely, as a work in which the director begins by turning on the camera and allowing the reality to speak for itself,
aware of its complexities, contradictions, and multitudes. You are with Moore,
or you are a war criminal. The film is part prosecutorial brief and part (as
A.O. Scott has noted) [see below] rabid editorial cartoon: a blend of insight,
outrage, and sniggering innuendo, the whole package threaded (and tied in a bow) with cheap shots, some of them voiced by
Moore, some created in the editing room by intercutting stilted images from old movies.
Moore is largely off-screen (no pun intended), but as narrator he's always there, sneering and tsk-tsking. In short, it just isn’t
fair. All right, you can make anyone into a goofball with a selection of unflattering shots and out-of-context
quotations, but it is so very easy to make George W. Bush—with his near-demonic
blend of smugness and vacuity—look bad. Or is this in eye of the beholder? Perhaps when Bush speaks of hunting down terrorists, then gets down to the real, golfing
business—"Stop these terrorist killers. Thank you. Now watch this drive"—you see an honest, plainspoken leader unfairly ridiculed. But what can even Bush partisans make of those seven minutes in the elementary school classroom after he
received the news that a second plane had hit the World Trade Center and the nation was under attack? … It is downright spooky to watch the nominal commander in chief and "leader of the free world" behave,
in a moment of crisis, like a superfluous man. Well that’s one view
of Bush. Superfluous. Fahrenheit 9/11 must be viewed
in the context of the Iraq occupation and the torrent of misleading claims that got us there.
It must be viewed in the context of Rush Limbaugh repeating the charge that Hillary Clinton had Vince Foster murdered
in Fort Marcy Park, or laughing off the exposure of Valerie Plame when, had this been a Democratic administration, he'd be
calling every day for the traitor's head. It must be viewed in the context of
Ann Coulter calling for the execution of people who disagree with her. It must
be viewed in the context of another new documentary, the superb The Hunting of the President, that documents—irrefutably—the
lengths to which the right went to destroy Bill Clinton. And Edelstein didn’t
even mention the many articles in WorldNetDaily claiming the Fox News anchor Brit Hume has every reason to slant
the news against the liberal left and anyone who supports anyone in the Democratic Party – as WorldNetDaily is claiming
Hillary Clinton not only murdered White House counsel Vincent Foster, she also ordered the murder of Brit Hume’s son,
or maybe shot him herself – neither was, really, a suicide. Everyone knows
that. The Hill reports that a draft advisory
opinion by the FEC's general counsel, generated under a McCain-Feingold prohibition on corporate-funded ads that identify
a federal candidate before a primary or general election, could stop the advertising of "Fahrenheit 9/11" and other political
documentaries and films, as of July 30th, 30 days before the Republican Convention.
Cool. Why stop with stopping dissention via documentary films?
Surely it’s not THAT
bad yet. "While Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11 will be properly debated on the basis of its factual claims
and cinematic techniques, it should first of all be appreciated as a high-spirited and unruly exercise in democratic self-expression."
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