British write the best histories because they have a clear definition between comedy and tragedy. Americans are a bit remiss in that regard with a decided unclarity in drawing that distinction. If this were a comedy, I'd rate this piece a full 10. As a documentary designed to answer the magnificence of Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 911, the piece languishes in semblances short of fact.
There are scenes of The Bush, all aglow, with a radiant Lady Bush, singing hymns in church interspersed with The Bush's visit several days after the event to the smoldering heap that used to be the World Trade Centre. Ah yes The Bush walks on water for his fans. There is also a cut of the Bush's dramatic declaration of victory over Irak. He does look very heroic in that costume, a cute little air-force jumper.
Oh were it only so that their hero could have walked on water that day and fill the gap the film leaves uncovered instead of passing it and running off.
