Just got back from the Muvico Palace in Boca, where I went to see An American Carol with some other patriotic friends. On the drive over, we speculated as to how many folks would actually be in attendance, given this is a pro-America film and we live in, well, Boca. No disrespect intended, but those of us who are not of the liberal persuasion at times get a little lonely around here!
Anyway, the 20-screen multiplex was packed when we arrived, though we were fortunate enough to get a great parking space. After we entered the main lobby and saw the hordes of people standing behind red velvet ropes in anticipation of seeing Bill Maher's latest big-screen diatribe against all we hold dear, we weren't very hopeful. However, upon entering our theater, we were pleasantly surprised to find it halfway full. By the time the movie began, the place was packed.
And none of us were disappointed. I've always believed humor to be an excellent vehicle for making serious points and in this regard, American Carol is a definite winner. It opens at a fourth of July barbeque in a middle-American town, with Lynryd Skynrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" (a tune that always gets me revved up) playing in the background. Leslie Nielson plays a grandpa who regales his favorite kids with the story of legendary anti-American filmmaker, Michael Malone (a parody of Michael Moore, expertly lampooned by Kevin Farley), and his efforts to repeal Independence Day as a national holiday.
There are so many funny scenes, it's hard to remember them all, but suffice it to say, no ridiculous liberal talking point is left unscathed. From dancing hippie professors singing a homage to 1968 at an anti-war gathering of gullible students to "Rosie O'Connell's" film exposing "radical Christians" (featuring priests storming a cockpit and screaming "Praise Jesus!" and an hysterical montage of the follies of airport security), you'll laugh from beginning to end.
As a legal professional, I am sure Mark especially will get a kick out of the courtroom scene, when Kelsey Grammer as George S. Patton uses force to free a courtroom and The Ten Commandments from zombie ACLU attorneys, some of whom later prevent two cops from searching a suicide bomber's back-pack on a subway, leading to -- you guessed it -- death and destruction. Doc Paul particularly will find the farcical Cuban hospital portion of the film ironically humorous as Michael Malone extols the virtues of "universal healthcare" even as sickly "common folks" are forced to stand in longs lines waiting to get inside, and a man in a wheelchair is shot by communist thugs.
Finally, although the film makes its points with humor, there are some poignant scenes as well, including one in which a somber George Washington (Jon Voight) explains why his church is filled with dust to a clueless Malone and a modern-day scene in which a sailor explains to a "peace activist" that all sailors are against war, but are willing to fight them when necessary.
As one who's been fed-up with Hollywood for a very long time, it was gratifying to see such an unabashedly America-loving film, complete with a country music soundtrack (really loved Trace Adkins' song at the end) and a willingness to shine a bright light on the many absurdities (and dangers) of the Left. Go support this worthwhile movie. It will leave you with a renewed appreciation for the USA and the brave men and women who protect us. And isn't about time you left the theater feeling inspired and happy?
Just for kicks, here's the trailer again: