Well, after a quick post on the movie earlier today, I decided to go out and see An American Carol this weekend to show support and send a message to Hollywood producers for more movies with a conservative bent.
Funny thing is, Michael Moore is the hero of Zucker’s new movie. 😉
The movie itself is uneven, crude, unapologetically- nay, proudly- pro-American, over-the-top, simplistic, funny, stupid, less-than-funny, hilarious, offensive, mercilessly lampooning the American Left. I loved it.
Rather than give a movie review, I’d rather talk about my theater experience. I caught an early evening showing. The theater was not packed, but far from empty. After a National Guard commercial played, there was a round of applause. I had never experienced that before. Only two sneak previews aired. The first was a Ron Howard film called Frost/Nixon. It seemed to catch all of us off-guard. I had never heard of it before, and I think it had us confused. There were some groan/moans right after it. The second preview advertised Oliver Stone’s “W”. I heard hisses after that one aired. God bless my soul, but I do believe I was sitting in a theater filled with conservatives! In Los Angeles!
The movie itself is an “imperfect servant”. It definitely could have been polished up better. But the fact that it was so deeply pro-American and anti-zany leftists, had me feeling a bit emotional as the movie was winding down. As silly as the movie is, we clapped at the end of it. Its message of pro-U.S. military, pro-America flag-waving was foreign in a Hollywood film. It was refreshing; it connected and resonated in a way that nothing in recent memory has.
We should all go and support this movie THIS weekend, to send a box office message. It’ll be lucky if it makes $14 million. It certainly isn’t like Airplane, whose humor is apolitical. But Hollywood, even the Hollywood Left, will respond to box office receipts; and they need to realize that there is a conservative audience out here, aching for more pro-American exceptionalism, pro-war-on-terror movies.
A former fetus, the “wordsmith from nantucket” was born in Phoenix, Arizona in 1968. Adopted at birth, wordsmith grew up a military brat. He achieved his B.A. in English from the University of California, Los Angeles (graduating in the top 97% of his class), where he also competed rings for the UCLA mens gymnastics team. The events of 9/11 woke him from his political slumber and malaise. Currently a personal trainer and gymnastics coach.
The wordsmith has never been to Nantucket.