George Galloway has always been painted as a dogmatic whack job by the press, but as narrator of this film it's hard to see him as anything but calm and rational. Okay, not always calm. And with a bit of a sense of humour and a great accent.
Tony Blair comes across as a money grubbing prostitute (sorry if this gives true prostitutes a bad name) who was always in it for money. And this made him a corrupt war criminal. But very rich. And, for a time, wanted on the speaking circuit by all the world's dictators.
One salacious detail is the possibility that Blair slept with the young wife of a very important old man (I won't spoil your enjoyment by revealing the names). This may pale in comparison with his support of wars that killed millions, but it illustrated that Blair never accepted that he was just a puppet. Puppet's don't sleep with the puppet master's wife. He didn't just want to be Bush's poodle. Poodle for pay, indeed.
This film documented that one man can control a government, by himself, solely with the help of unelected acolytes, in a supposed democracy. If there's one criticism of this film, it is that it didn't really explain how this magic trick is possible. How can a man so often go against not only the will of his country's citizens (everyone knows they don't count for much) but even his own cabinet? Maybe that's an entirely different film.
Tony Blair comes across as a money grubbing prostitute (sorry if this gives true prostitutes a bad name) who was always in it for money. And this made him a corrupt war criminal. But very rich. And, for a time, wanted on the speaking circuit by all the world's dictators.
One salacious detail is the possibility that Blair slept with the young wife of a very important old man (I won't spoil your enjoyment by revealing the names). This may pale in comparison with his support of wars that killed millions, but it illustrated that Blair never accepted that he was just a puppet. Puppet's don't sleep with the puppet master's wife. He didn't just want to be Bush's poodle. Poodle for pay, indeed.
This film documented that one man can control a government, by himself, solely with the help of unelected acolytes, in a supposed democracy. If there's one criticism of this film, it is that it didn't really explain how this magic trick is possible. How can a man so often go against not only the will of his country's citizens (everyone knows they don't count for much) but even his own cabinet? Maybe that's an entirely different film.