Ever wish you could be a fly on the wall at Tony Blair's breakfast table? Just dying to know what the Queen and her mother might talk about on a stroll through their garden? Your dreams have come true.
The critics would have you believe that this painfully predictable piece of rubbish is "witty" (it is not), "poignant" (what movie isn't, according to them?), and i'm sure at least one has called it a "tour de force." They are wrong. See the movie and you will begin to wonder just whom Tony Blair had to sleep with to get this poorly disguised propaganda film produced. It is as interesting as watching your grandmother working on a needlepoint portrait of a cucumber sandwich.
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It's like on Seinfeld, when everyone was all loving the English Patient, and Elaine was all, I hated that stupid English Patient movie! But she couldn't tell that to J. Peterman and he made her watch it.
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