
St.
Lous Post Dispatch
October 24, 2002
Michael Moore takes his best shot at firearms
Michael Moore knows that he usually preaches to the converted.
Conservatives aren't any more likely to throw down their guns after
watching "Bowling for Columbine" than the CEO of General
Motors was likely to reopen factories after seeing Moore's big-business
bashing "Roger and Me."
But this time, the diehard documentarian not only introduces a
wild card of doubt into his stacked deck of skewed facts and ambush
interviews, he actually gets something accomplished by working within
the system. A large corporation actually responds in a positive
way to his questioning, topping off a movie that satisfies a widespread
hunger for more robust debate over access to firearms.
The title of this alternately hilarious and heartbreaking film
is an allusion to the 1999 murders at a suburban Denver high school.
The two shooters spent their last morning on earth at a bowling
alley. A few hours later, they opened fire on dozens of their classmates
before ultimately killing themselves. Moore poses what seems like
a facetious question: If pundits are going to blame the violent
video games and heavy-metal music that the two boys loved, why not
also blame bowling?
Moore assaults us with surveillance-video footage of the Columbine
murders, then launches into a tongue-in-cheek critique of American
gun culture. A former teen marksman who remains a member of the
National Rifle Association, Moore opens an account at a bank that
offers free guns and buys bullets at a barber shop. He takes target
practice with the Michigan Militia and interviews ignoramus militiaman
James McNichol, whose brother Terry was convicted for the Oklahoma
City bombing. He pointedly compares the United States to civilized
Canada, where hunting rifles are common yet used with restraint.
He wheels a paralyzed survivor of the Columbine shootings into the
Kmart corporate headquarters, where they plead for the company to
end ammunition sales.
While Moore's ostensible subject matter is guns, he uses it as
a springboard for a free-wheeling examination of America's foreign
policy and human-rights record, and this is where the film soars.
He enlists the "South Park" guys for an animated history
of both the Ku Klux Klan and the NRA (which were founded in same
year). He gets doddering NRA president Charlton Heston to say that
American street violence is the fault of "race mixing."
Moore has a different thesis. Over archival footage of far-flung
genocide, Moore asks how we can forgive our country for the murderous
overthrow of elected governments from Chile to Iran yet express
shock when affluent children resort to guns to resolve their disputes.
His point is that all these things - conspicuous consumption, intractable
racism and military misadventures - are connected. Although the
film is a departure for the admittedly perplexed Moore in that it
eschews easy answers, his reasoning resonates. Whether it will resonate
with the minority that actually controls things in this democracy
is a question that even a courageous filmmaker like Michael Moore
knows better than to ask.
"Bowling for Columbine"
*** 1/2 (out of four)
Rating: R
Running time: 2:00
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