There’s a scene late in the movie that really struck a chord. Dubs is getting ready for bed after a terrible day of meetings. He has been told that they have not found WMDs in Iraq and he’s extremely upset about it. Laura is in bed, trying to console him, she lets him know that his favorite play, Cats, is in town and that they should get tickets.
Now, I’ve seen Cats, and let me tell you, it’s one of the most god awful pieces of shit I have ever seen. It doesn’t make any sense and the songs are terrible. Sitting through Cats was identical to the eight year ass reaming this country received at the hands of George W. Bush.
W. (2008) – three stars out of four.