A review by Andrew Quinn.
I attended yesterday the opening showing of the documentary that managed to both stir up controversy and get a 25-minute "Standing O" at the Cannes: Talented film crafter Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11. I am too tired to write an official review at the moment, but that's not the only reason. Simply put: My writing skills are at a level where any attempt to praise this film on my part would be a gross understatement. The best movie I have seen all year (and since The Return Of The King for that matter), Michael Moore makes true the cliche "It makes you laugh; it makes you cry." This masterpiece does both with a passion - from showing the hilarious Bonanza parody with Bush and his cronies' faces CGI'd over the sitcom characters, to a scene where a military mom with tears streaming down her face reads the last letter her son ever sent. After viewing this film, only one question remains in my mind: Why only twenty-five minutes?
Reviewer's Note: I viewed this film to a full house, and it was the first time I heard more than two minutes of applause and sporting event-style cheering at the conclusion of a film.