:BRIGHTSTUFF:..Personal & Political Musings & Rants by a Liberal Leftist Black & Asian Teacher

I've been a bit negligent in discussing this film (not from any other reason but for the fact that my computer is acting really buggy!).

In any case, here goes.

A group of at least 9 friends and I went on Friday, June 25th to see this film. All of the shows including the one we went to were sold out.

In case you've been living in a bubble, this film is about the events that lead up to 9/11 and the aftermath that ensues after the event itself.

The film reminds us how Bush stole the election by disenfranchising thousands of African American voters, and how not one (NOT ONE!) member of the Senate stood up against this travesty.

This film reminds us how on his inaguration day, when he was supposed to WALK to be sworn in, how he couldn't because there were hundreds of angry protestors, and how these protestors pelted his motorcade with eggs and called him a "pretender".

In any case, the response to this film here in NY was astounding.

Here, in NYC, you can imagine that the movie would have a very interesting effect on those of us who witnessed the event firsthand.

One thing that literally sent chills up and down my spine...

In the film, when the planes hit the WTC, the screen is blacked out for a few minutes and all you hear is the sounds of the planes hitting.

I was home when the whole thing happened,and heard the boom.

In full dolby sound, I was reminded of what it really sounded like on that day (having forgotten what it did sound like due to watching it on television for the past 2 1/2 years), and I found myself shivering and close to tears. The sound staggered me.

I've heard many detractors say that Michael Moore is using the dead to fatten his pockets. On the contrary- he's bringing forth the story that the right doesn't want you to know.

We very rarely (if at all) see the grieving of widows and mothers of soldiers, and this is what Moore shows us. At the heart of this film is Lila Liscomb, a former welfare mother from Flint whose son was serving in Iraq.

When we meet Lila, she, like many other mothers, was proud that her son , who was from a long line of military men and women, was serving his country. She hangs her flag out every day.

During the course of the film, she, like some 800+ mothers since the inception of this war, lost her son in Iraq.

She is transformed, and I challenge anyone to say that Moore "used" her grief.

The film is, no doubt, very stirring. It angered me beyond belief and made me even more determined to get this talking monkey out of office.