The thing I always realize when watching a 'historical' fiction, or something based on reality - is 'Where was I when this was going on?'...of course I (vaguely) remember the name Valerie Plame, but don't really remember Joe Wilson or the events surrounding the outing-but I should, and really it's shameful that I wasn't paying enough attention. It started with the bullshit non-existent WMD that the war was based on.
What this movie really does serve up is a reminder of what a bunch of crooks there are up at the top - Karl Rove, Scooter Libby, and countless others, including GWB...
asking the question all over again - who knew what and when did they know it....twisting the truth or just making up stuff to suit the needs of the day.
Now that GWB is out trying to sell his book, which I think is another way to shape his 'legacy' - selective memory and reinventing history, I am glad of the timing of this movie.
He was on Leno the other night - NOT that I ever watch that show, but as I was flipping channels, I guess I was really flipping him the bird HAHA
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