I don’t like Oliver Stone’s movies in the first place. It’s enough to make a girl rip her hair out. There’s time for exposition on that later. With W. coming out, my dislike has reached new, unheard of levels for this man.
I’m sure Josh Brolin is going to be a phenomenal Bush. I’m sure everyone else will do a bang-up job.
However, for your consideration: I live and grew up in Texas. George Bush was governor of Texas before he was president and all this stuff Stone is covering in W. is old hat. I’ve heard it all before and time and time again.
Think further on the fact that I’m 23 years old. George Bush was elected governor of my state in 1994. I was nine years old. I have had fourteen years of constant press coverage on George Bush and you know what? I’m really sick of hearing about him – period, end of story. I’m completely leaving my political beliefs out of this. Just from the sole point of having to read or hear about him consistently for a majority of my life has me burned the hell out.
So I’m not entirely sympathetic to Stone promoting a Bush movie before he even has time to vacate the White House. I was looking forward to a blissful period in which Bush would pack his shit up and leave and go back to the ranch in Crawford, happy to while away his days in privacy. Then we would at least wait a couple years before the movies and books and god knows what else came streaming out.
If Alexander wasn’t enough torture for me, this one just pushes me over the edge.