Graham Stewart

Moore means less

issue 27 November 2004

Michael Moore’s Fahrenheit 9/11 is the most commercially successful documentary film ever made. It received a prolonged standing ovation from critics at the Cannes film festival where it became the first non-fiction film to win the Palme d’Or. If it does not win an Oscar at the next Academy awards, then do not rule out Moore making a documentary about the right-wing conspiracy at the heart of Hollywood.

The acclaim, it has to be said, appears to have gone to his head. One can forgive the sort of puff his publishers and publicists put out on his behalf, but a little modesty from the great man himself would have been becoming. He loathes the smirking self-certainty of President Bush. He should look in the mirror. ‘Bush’s dad called me a bunch of names, and their mouthpiece pundits in the media went on all the talk shows to trash me and the movie,’ writes Moore before rejoicing that they had failed to fool all the people all of the time.

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