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Love him or hate him, Michael Moore has now become an American icon. One of the few people left in this generation to live and act as a true, left-wing, investigative reporter. A humanitarian in the trenches? Read on for our first “dual review” by both John Regan and Dirty Mike. Directed by: Michael Moore A pinko-fuckhead? Whatever you want to call him, he’s got some gorilla-size nuts to be fuckin’ w/ the George W. More power to his crazy ass. We need more Michael Moore’s! The beginning of this movie zooms in on various members of the G.O.P. party as they prepare for televised speeches. Watching them expose their personalities, with make-up folks surrounding each of them, kinda makes you feel like they’re almost as real as you or I. But what you see further down the road in this movie is that each one of these powerful people seemed to be revealing something more than their bland-as-fuck, buttoned-up party lines. Believe it or not thy faithful movie review reader, for these shadowy, G.O.P. thieves and wenches are nothing more than modern-day bandits. Pirates. The lot of them! Besides watching him recite the Patriot Act via a bull horn while riding around the White House in an ice cream truck, Moore has taken a different approach with this film than his previous ones. This time, Moore almost takes a back seat and lets his subjects do the talking. Whereas in Bowling for Columbine we were shocked to hear Charlton Heston speak of the “ethnic problem” in the U.S. due to Moore’s direct and in your face approach. Half way through F911, we witness a mother who has lost her son to the War in Iraq and her struggle to deal with the life-long pain of her kin dying way before his time. At first, it seems like any other family interview but then the mom begins to break down and you start feeling her anger and frustration as she walks up to the White House in a contained rage. Crying mothers is a sure way to get to the masses when you’re making a documentary, that’s fo’ sho’. If this was in any other movie I would say it was excessive. But in this day and age, with a maniacal father pulling at his son’s puppet strings at the expense of our young working class men and women, this was the right thing to do. You want reality programming? Here it is sucka. So first I must realize that I am critiquing a critic but i will try my best. Farenheit 9/11 was the by far the longest Democratic Party commercial I have seen to date. In a world where we are taught to trust police and government officials, it is disheartening, but not surprising, to see that everyone works for their own special interest, and money is the sole motivater. From movie makers wanting to get paid for their opinions, to presidents using their political leverage to operate multinational corporations at any expense. In a perfect America, the president would have no direct ties to business, but would make decisions based on humanity not money. Luckily Farenheit 9/11 was a lot easier to swallow since we didnt have to see much of that load Michael Moore trudging his fat ass around. It makes it harder for me to listen to someone who has no self control and is such a slob no matter how great the message. But there have been some things learned from this movie. 1: If you vote for Bush in this election (in Moore’s opinion) you are a complete fool. 2: If your gonna work for the government, get a job with Halliburton since the military does’nt pay too well. 3: Its easier to kill with theme music. 4: Unless we stop using gas Saudi Arabia will eventually have The United States completely in their pocket (if they dont already). The hardest part for me is beleiving anyones story since everyone has an agenda. Moore seemed to have footage of everything short of Bush picking his nose and eating it. If Michael Moore wants to impress me, put his so called “documentary” on PBS for free.