Fahrenheit 11/9 review: Michael Moore's blistering barrage at Trump’s rise
No one is shielded from blame in the director’s authoritative, if sometimes unfocused, profile of a populist president
Out of his foxhole, raining mortar shells in every direction, comes Michael Moore, with this fiery, furious account of the rise of one Donald Trump. No one is shielded from Moore’s scattershot aim as he searches for a culprit for Trump’s ascendency. Clinton, Comey, Putin, the Republican party establishment, the New York Times, even the millions who happily watched him yuk it up on TV: we’re all complicit.
Complicit too, according to Moore, is Gwen Stefani, whose performance fees on NBC’s The Voice were higher than the money Trump was receiving for the network’s other reality series, The Celebrity Apprentice. According to Moore, Trump ran for president solely to prove his popularity to the NBC suits and thus negotiate a higher wage, but he soon got a taste of the adulation heaped upon him by the MAGA-hat wearing mobs and the rest is (horrible) history.Continue reading...