The film is at its most piercing and perceptive when traversing the virtual (and virulent) minefield of online fringe groups.
The film is well-outfitted with telling, thematically rich shards of historical information.
Brode structures the book into two parts, one dealing with politics, the other religion.
It delivers the message that was missing from the other film from this series that’s playing at the Human Rights Watch festival.
It seems Republicans have been the ones harboring the most anger and frustration this political season.
In the homestretch, the John McCain campaign has resorted to the oldest playground tactic in the book: name-calling.
Giuiliani’s speech can’t possibly be good for McCain or his party.
There was speculation about how much Clinton would go after her “friend” John McCain.
As I dig into these notes, I feel it’s important to say I’m an outsider, politically.
I’m once again feeling alone.
As evidenced by Dreams from My Father, talking about race comes naturally and forcefully to Obama.
Perhaps the man could stand to learn from the Last Testament and fight fire with fire.
Just how far will she go? Killing babies, perhaps? Hmmm? Kitten soup?