Misunderestimating George: Is the Horror of the Bush Years beyond Satire? Stone's Bland Effort Suggests So
Gilbey, Ryan, New Statesman (1996)
As leaving gifts for Republican presidents go, a biopic from Oliver Stone is probably about as welcome as a set of novelty Hugo Chavez tea towels or a Hillary Clinton dancercise video. But W, Stone's super-punctual assessment of George W Bush's presidency, is hardly the bomb-disguised-as-a-carriage- clock that might have been anticipated.
Josh Brolin, who plays Bush, is a decent performer with a variety of shifty facial expressions to compensate for his lack of physical suitability for the role; he nails that eerie tic that Bush has where he nods to himself as though responding to voices only he can hear. But Brolin never breaks through his own innate, actorly confidence to reach Bush's paralysed panic. Even when wilting visibly in the face of questions at a White House press conference, the actor has a swagger that insists he's in control. Bush in the same situation tends to assume the look of Wile E Coyote just before the anvil falls on his head.
Wis structured like a TV movie, flitting back and forth very cleanly between Bush's early years as an alcoholic reprobate, and the weeks leading up to the decision to attack Iraq. And it feels like a TV movie, too: the photography looks as deliberately bland as the psychological insights feel (unintentionally) phony. Most biopics of creative types show the novelist's screwed-up first drafts, the artist's slashed canvases, and the screenwriter, Stanley Weiser, conjures his own equivalent: a White House pow-wow at which the President's latest speech is mulled over. They've got "axis of something"--but how best to complete the phrase that will indict America's foes?
Like the corniest TV biopics, the restaging of iconic moments has a casualness incommensurate to any real-life gravitas. All your favourites are present--let's hear it for Condoleezza Rice (Thandie Newton), Donald "Rummy" Rumsfeld (Scott Glenn), Karl Rove (Toby Jones), Colin Powell (Jeffrey Wright) and, loitering in the doorway, Dick Cheney (Richard Dreyfuss). The garnering resembles a hot new attraction at Madame Tussauds; they might call it "The Eve of Destruction", and give out a free WMD key ring with every admission (subject to availability).
The bland style keeps you purring for as long as you think it's building to a pay-off. Bush gets thrown in jail for being a lout, and bailed out …
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Publication information: Article title: Misunderestimating George: Is the Horror of the Bush Years beyond Satire? Stone's Bland Effort Suggests So. Contributors: Gilbey, Ryan - Author. Magazine title: New Statesman (1996). Volume: 137. Issue: 4922 Publication date: November 10, 2008. Page number: 49. © Not available. COPYRIGHT 2008 Gale Group.
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