Much of the Internet is in a twitter with the observation that we are exactly one year away from the end of the Bush Administration. In some ways, it already feels like his presidency is over. The upcoming State of the Union address is not getting so much as a whisper of attention in the press and the recent coverage of his trip to the Mideast was distinctly perfunctory. The nation is reaching the end of its long road trip with Bush at the wheel and it’s anxious to get the hell out of the car and hitch a ride with someone, anyone, else.
In related news, Oliver Stone–the self-important director of a lot of self-important movies–is commencing filming on a biopic of George W. Bush that could be in theaters by the end of the year. I’m no movie executive, but I’m not sensing a lot of pent-up demand for a cinematic treatment of this man’s life. Nostalgia usually takes a few years to kick in. But if nostalgia for this president ever sweeps the country, break out the suicide pills because we will be well and truly fucked.
He can still do a lot of damage in 365 days. I just hope he doesn’t manage to start another war in that time.
For a second I thought you said the biopic would be directed by famed neurologist Oliver Sachs. Now THAT I’d pay to see; it would sure explain a few things.