Movie Review -- "W."

I avoided this movie so long because I knew it would just make me angry. And it did.

My wife's reaction says it all -- Me, "How did you like the movie?" Wife, "Scary. Very scary how anyone could become President."

Amen.

Thandie Newton's Condi Rice is the most damning portrayal of any intelligent person that I have ever seen on film. She makes Waylon Smithers look like a true Devil's Advocate by comparison. To call her a "sycophant" or "toadie" would be kind.

The one issue I had with the film was that it made Colin Powell out to be a hero and a voice of reason, while not investigating at all why he would agree to go to the U.N. and give the most embarrassing speech of his career.

Best scene -- GWB asks who is in charge of finding the weapons of mass destruction in Iraq and no one at the table knows, until someone mentions some undersecretary at the Defense Department whom Bush has never heard of.

Which brings me to the really basic question I always had -- if we supposedly knew where the WMDs were (see Powell's speech), why wouldn't we just secretly tell the U.N. weapons inspectors who were already in Iraq? Right? I mean, it is like saying, "I know this guy has AK-47s in the attic of his country house 100 miles from here" but only telling the police "I think my suburban neighbor might have a couple guns. Look for them."