Moore fun than a trip to the mall

Like one or two other people across the nation, I saw "Fahrenheit 9/11". It was like "The Little Mermaid,"--a tear-jerker par excellence-- except that the theater was filled not with teary five-year-olds but with a horde of anti-Bush adults.

Michael Moore shows the Bushies getting made up for the camera--as has already been pointed out elsewhere, everyone looks creepy when getting made up for the camera--and also allows himself to be filmed, sporting the, err, natural look. No "Queer Eye" team exfoliated or plucked Moore before he faced his own cameras.

I found this aspect of the movie one of the most unfair--who, aside from those on reality tv shows, wants their beauty regimen caught on tape? Just because Michael Moore can pull off the low-maintenance look doesn't mean we all can look spiffy effortlessly.


The audience (at 19th and Broadway) reacted most negatively to Wolfowitz, above, using his own spit in place of hair gel. While I'd rather not be one of those people who looks for anti-Semitism everywhere, there's something sinister about the way in which, while all the other Bush folk are caught being made up, Wolfowitz is caught grooming himself like a beast. He's clearly doing it as a joke, playing to the camera, but Moore shoots it as though he's revealing a deep dark secret of how the man puts himself together each morning. Ugh.