(2002)
After the incident by the Empire State Building today, this seemed the logical choice among the films that had been sitting on my hard drive for more than 2 years, and an excellent choice it was, an even better film than I remembered--and, by
Michael Moorean standards, not grotesquely unfair. Even the interview with
Charlton Heston, which I remembered as being a cruel fish-in-a-barrel shoot of a senile old man, this time seemed at worst a borderline legitimate low blow. Also: I gotta get that Joey Ramone "What a Wonderful World."
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