In his new film W., Oliver Stone has provided the world with a haunting portrayal of the 43rd Presidency of the United States and the man at the forefront of it. It is tragic in the strictest sense, not only of the man who rises to greatness only to destroy his own family name, but also of the nation whose highest and most revered office has been ravaged by the forces that be.
As a young man Bush was a reckless party fiend who lived in the shadow of his father and brother. Jeb was supposed to be president, but George, Jr. stepped up to the plate to prove he could be everything that his father said he could not--or so the film suggests. It is hard to believe that George W. Bush's sole motivation to do what he has done was to prove something to his father (and in fact to be better), and perhaps no one will ever know, but these thoughts are surely an important part of the complexity of this man. W. made me think of Bush as less of an idiot--he is not stupid; however, his ideology and arrogance make him simple-minded. Bush has not expressed regret for his blunt policies, and does not seem to possess the sensitive reflections of an intellectual. He is a blinded man who successfully surpassed his senior's legacy, but tarnished the Bush name and divided the country in the process.
W. is empathetic in its portrayal of Bush, and Stone's script and dramatic film techniques make it more that just a biopicture. This is an epic tragedy in the tradition of Oedipus and Hamlet. It is the story of a man who captured the American imagination and divided the country. Nothing will ever be the same after George W. Bush--no matter who is president.