The story of the assassination of U.S. Senator Robert F. Kennedy, who was shot in the early morning hours of June 5, 1968 in the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles, California, and twenty-two people in the hotel, whose lives were never the same.
Tuesday, June 4, 1968: the California presidential primary. As day breaks Robert F. Kennedy arrives at the Ambassador Hotel; he'll campaign, then speak to supporters at midnight. To capture the texture of the late 1960s, we see vignettes at the hotel: a couple marries so he can avoid Vietnam, kitchen staff discuss race and baseball, a man cheats on his wife, another is fired for racism, a retired hotel doorman plays chess in the lobby with an old friend, a campaign strategist's wife needs a pair of black shoes, two campaign staff trip on LSD, a lounge singer is on the downhill slide. Through it all, we see and hear RFK calling for a better society and a better nation.Written by
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White folks ain't trying to keep you down. White folks just don't like to be pushed into a corner. They'll come around. You just got to make it look like it was their idea, like they're the ones that thought of it. They need to feel like they're the great emancipators. Like it was theirs to give in the first place. Let'em have it. I mean, if that's all it takes, let them have it.
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As someone who idolizes Bobby Kennedy and lived through that terrible day in 1968, (as well as JFK's assassination in 1963, too), this was a very poor effort by Estevez that is truly not fitting to the memory of Bobby Kennedy. Other than the inspiring actual quotes and clips of Bobby Kennedy, this movie is a disaster of fiction and Estevez's political agenda. Why not just tell the real story, Emilio? Is it too hard to do the research to get the story right? Your fiction makes Oliver Stone's conspiracy theory-based JFK look like a Pulitzer Prize winning documentary. The only chance that this movie has is that younger audiences may not care that there's no basis in truth in Estevez's story about RFK and what happened at the Ambassador Hotel on June 4, 1968. If you ask me, Estevez should NEVER be allowed to direct a movie again. He is a hack as a writer and director who didn't even care enough about Bobby Kennedy to get the story right. What's the matter, Emilio, the actual five people (including RFK's friend Paul Schrade who was shot in the forehead directly behind Bobby) weren't interesting enough characters for you to base your story on? Or were you just too lazy to research their real lives. So you just made up people to get shot including pretend characters: two Kennedy college volunteers who dropped LSD for the first time that day? Or a kid who wanted to avoid the Viet Nam war by getting married to a school friend to get a fake marriage certificate? Or a honorable Kitchen Manager who was kind to illegal immigrant Latino's who was fired that very day by his boss who was cheating on his marriage with former Austin Powers hotie Heather Graham? Gee, Emilio, what terrific characters (yeah, right.) It's beautifully filmed and edited, but this entire film is a big lie designed to promote Emilio's political agenda to a) Get out of Iraq, and b) to promote amnesty for oppressed Latino illegal immigrants. The only actual real people portrayed in the film are Sirhan Sirhan (on camera for less than a minute) and Latino bus boy Juan Romero... who Emilio calls "Jose'." Shame on Emilio Estevez and Martin Sheen and the ultra-liberal Hollywood elite who helped bring this work of leftist propaganda to the big screen masqueraded as a true story of the events at the Ambassador Hotel on June 4, 1968. Shame on you all. I can't even watch a true documentary about Bobby Kennedy without shedding tears but your film (except for the actual clips of RFK) disgusted me.
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