Saturday, November 24, 2007



I finally watched Bobby last night, having every intention of liking it. Its political context, in which the subversion of the democratic process leads to the prolongation of a pointless war, is certainly timely.

Writer-director Emilio Estevez tells the story from the vantage point of the random assortment of collateral victims of the shooting -- their backstory, how they happened to be in the line of fire at that moment. Although that's a challenging tack, I'm sure there must be a way to make it work.

But not this attempt. The overwhelming impression was that of a cheesy disaster movie. And the late 1960s clothing and hairstyles made it even more reminiscent of flicks like The Towering Inferno.

Did it have any historical value? The whole thing seemed like an actorly exercise, and I avoid those like the plague.

Keep meaning to e-mail you... if you care to see JUNO, there are advanced screenings all over, including your undisclosed neck of the woods. Find the long list of cities here.
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