Here's a review of the movie "Bobby" that I posted on my multiply (
http://weedmeister.multiply.com/ )... go see this movie, guys!!
Category: Movies
Genre: Drama
There are two kinds of reviews that can be made about this movie... one, wherein the reviewer focuses on the actors, their acting, the dialogue, the authenticity of the events, etc., in other words, the "technicalities" of the movie. The other review can be done by taking the movie as a whole and trying to extract the general feeling or idea that it imparts on us.
I would rather leave the former, more mundane task, to the hollywood "experts" who like to bicker about which actor overshadowed the other due to his/her past affair with the director, or why most of the characters were made up, and not based on real life persons, etc., because in that case, one could also cry foul at the portrayal of the "government accepted" (or more likely, "government perpetrated") theory that Sirhan Sirhan was the one who dealt the fatal 'frontal' shot from more than 3 feet away from RFK, when in actuality the fatal hit, based on the coroner's report, was from less than ONE INCH BEHIND RFK's HEAD... (Google "Thane Cesar")
No, I would much prefer to write about the emotion, in totality, that this movie imparted on me. The truth that dawned on me while sobbing after seeing such a powerfully moving portrayal, the realization that Camelot was once almost a reality, that the "once and future king" could have reigned, that the world was given two chances at making it right, and with the passing of the brothers, the US and the affected world was cheated of its right to an educated, brave, and stout-hearted leader...
And the dawning of that thought brings about the realization of another, more haunting one.
That there has been no leader worthy enough ever since.
And that instead of reigning for the people and by the people, the incumbent reigns for himself and by himself, sacrificing people worldwide for his greater glory...
And by God, the speeches.. the speeches... the feeling, the emotion, the truth in those words... Forty years have passed, yet those words still hold true. Forty years have passed, yet those words still manage to upstage all the actors in this "powerhouse cast" movie, for it was not the acting that stood out. Nor was it the dialogue, the costumes, the setting, no, it was none of those. The most powerful and moving part of the movie was at the end, when RFK's speech was voiced over the panic, turmoil, and human defeat of the assassination and the ending credit's slideshow of black and white photographs of his life... This was a man, much like his brother, who was not afraid of change, who was not afraid to rattle the sabres.
This was a man who could have changed the world.
And how this man could talk, how eloquent, and righteous his words, how proper and unrehearsed and kingly...
The feeling of loss, the feeling of being cheated was never as strong as it was after I watched this movie. The rising feeling of disgust, of a bad taste in the mouth when seeing the utter uselessness and traitorous ways of the incumbent and those that have come before him. One cannot help but compare Bush to Kennedy, and yet, it is clear for all to see that THERE IS NO COMPARISON. That the bumbling idiot presently in power will never, in this world or another, be a man,
let alone a king.