The Party of Michael Moore

But when Moore returned with his next film in 2007, O’Reilly was still very much on the warpath.  Read more 

Not being a movie person I have no idea what sort of magazine (beyond being about movies, duh) this CinemaBlend.com might be. This is the only article from it I have ever read. But the writer had an experience that brought shivers to my arms just reading about it:

Sicko started; the stereotypical Texas guy sat down behind me and never stopped talking. He talked through the entire movie… and I listened. The first ten to twenty minutes of the film he spent badmouthing Moore to his wife and snorting in disgust whenever MM went into one of his trademark monologues. But as the movie wore on his protestations became quieter, less enthusiastic. Somewhere along the way, maybe at the half way point, right before my ears, Sicko changed this man’s mind. By the forty-five minute mark, he, along with the rest of the audience were breaking into spontaneous applause. He stopped pooh-poohing the movie and started shouting out “hell yeah!” at the screen. It was as if the whole world had been flipped upside down.

And it was what happened after the movie was over that’s the really remarkable part.  Read more 

Tonight, I caught a sneak preview of Michael Moore’s Sicko, and I found it hard to stay in my seat. I kept wanting to give it a standing ovation well before it was over.

It’s two hours that genuinely could change America.

The case he makes for universal health care is overwhelming. If Colin Powell’s UN pitch were this compelling, I’d be in Iraq right now still digging for those WMDs.  Read more