A well constructed argument that criticises the food industry for its methods and the government for its lack of oversight. Prepare for jarring images of animal cruelty. What's ignored in the whole proposal is the obvious population explosion and concurrent rise in affluence of millions, affording them the luxury of eating what they choose (and, as the film itself points out, they make the wrong choice ). And so a passionate, if incomplete, presentation. If you're reading this you probably already know where you stand on this issue. Where is the doc that takes on the consequences of feeding the population explosion is what I wanna know.

Altho the destination is apparent early on, nonetheless its the journey that makes this trip into steamy voodoo country enjoyable. See Mickey Roarke at the top of his game. Warning: explicit sex scenes, which'll condemn or condone the work depending on the viewer.

There's some blarney about "searching for historical fact" woven into the story but basically what you get is an old timey adventure/propaganda/nationalism piece about how ENGLAND! (always said in capital letters w/an exclamation in this film) rose from the ashes of nations to become A LAND OF FREE MEN! (They let some women come along with 'em, too.) Ehh.

More hype than delivery, follow Mr. Dwayne Johnson as he unbelievably waltzes into a fullblown Hollywood movie career playing the same guy he played in the wrestling "arena". Watch as he himself cannot hide his incredulous amazement at his good fortune. In the climatic scene the villain manages to slice the Rock's shirt clean off ... this is light entertainment for the youth in your house.

A double-barrelled shotgun in the face of celebrity press and American societal values itself, the film snaps, crackles, and pops with its depiction of a Broadway publicist's crawl to the top and what he does to get there. Curtis and Lancaster make Darth Vader and Hannibal Lector seem like Disney friends.