After you kill off President George W. Bush in a fictional film, what do you do? How about make a deal.
Gabriel Range, the British producer/director/creator of "Death of a President," the fictional documentary that sight unseen became one of the most talked-about movies of the Toronto Film Festival, has sold U.S. distribution rights to Newmarket Films, which handled Mel Gibson's equally provocative movie "The Passion of the Christ."
Lord. What a brilliant, BRILLIANT move by this self-important "artist." As W wages war on both Iraq and all things not white, straight and born-again-Christian, he is now given more fuel for his crusade against civil liberties by the unnecessary work of one Mr. Gabriel Range.
I'm all about artistic freedom, and yes, I understand the concept that art is supposed to take our imagination to places it wouldn't otherwise go (I mean, I've never thought about what would happen if W were offed...) but this is just stupid.
With the world being one spark away from blowing itself up we do not need to engage radicals on either side of the political fence. This film is only going to divide Americans more so than they already are, it's going to distract the news from reporting on the real issues that truly impact people and it's going to do an incredible disservice to liberals who want to defend the arts and free speech but who see a place for temperance and restraint.
Couldn't he have made a movie about Eva Peron? Everyone loves Eva.