Moore had already caught much flack for allegedly throwing in fiction with facts in his prior film, Bowling for Columbine. So, suddenly, filmgoers were playing the great game that the FOX network brought to us of Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction, but sadly Jonathan Frakes wasn’t around for all the fun. Nonetheless, Moore first released his newest film, Fahrenheit 9/11, an onslaught on U.S. President George W. Bush at the Cannes Film Festival. The film earned a 15 minute standing ovation from the crowd, which shocked most people, who wouldn’t be able to fathom how much their hands would hurt after clapping for 15 minutes. Nonetheless, the movie walked away with Cannes’ highest honor, the Palme d’Or. Now, it was time for America to eagerly await the arrival of Moore’s film, which was already causing controversy for its content in the States.

Before the film was even released, every cable news network, no, every news network in America was discussing Moore, his movie, and the truth behind it. Joe Scarborough thought it was crap, Tucker Carlson thought it was crap, Robert Novak thought it was crap, and, well, no one really supported it because, hey, are there actually liberal loudmouths with shows that people watch? Not at all! Nonetheless, all this media chattering led to the American people flocking to the box office to see Moore’s film, and it garnered the highest monetary opening for a documentary ever, with a some $45 million success. By the end of its run, it had earned over $100 million. So, maybe Moore will buy some nice threads now. Oh no, they are made by sweatshop workers.

The film was powerful, especially if you like an all-out, unbalanced, negative barrage against one guy. Sure, I don’t like war, I don’t like Bush, but even I didn’t like what this movie was doing to the documentary genre. Moore’s facts sadly were under question again, and the best part that I could find out of the film was that the only archived footage Moore could find of Saddam Hussein was him doing a little dance. Yeah, Saddam, drop it like it’s hot. But, it also established, regardless of your political beliefs, that Moore is the premiere propaganda filmmaker of our time. What an accomplishment!

In all, Moore’s goal of the film was clear: to get George W. Bush out of office. And he succeeded! Oh wait, no he didn’t. Aww, shucks, Mikey, what now? He labeled the Buckeye state “a poisonous nut,” as if they were the only state to vote, as a majority, for Bush (what about the rotten orange of Florida?) As Bush gets re-elected, Moore moves on to hope that Fahrenheit 9/11 will earn a Best Picture Oscar nomination, and perhaps win. But, as far as we’re concerned, the Oscars don’t mean crap, and Michael Moore has a better award to add to his resume: a place, alongside the documentary he’s proud of, Fahrenheit 9/11, in THE HALL OF CRAP SANDWICH!