Recent viewings:

Bowling for Columbine. Michael Moore can be a very effective documentarian, and very effective at satirizing the arrogant cluelessness of our modern-day aristocracy. He can also be pretentious, pompous, hypocritically self-righteous and meanspirited -- a textbook example of the very tendencies he mocks. Unfortunately, that's the side of him that's on display here, especially in the final segment of the film, in which he opportunistically badgers a frail and visibly ill Charlton Heston over the latter's long involvement with the National Rifle Association. It's sort of like watching a smug, fat hyena harass an elderly lion that could have broken him in half with a mere paw-flick in healthier days. Disgraceful.

Other than giving Moore a chance to bully and mock an aging hero with Alzheimer's disease, the film has no real focus or organization. It sort of wanders around aimlessly, presenting minor factoids about guns in American history and pop culture, documentary footage of the Columbine murders, and some of Moore's trademarked self-promoting media grandstanding, until Moore gets his apparently much-desired opportunity to hector a man who spent most of his career campaigning for civil rights and other American freedoms.

Not recommended.