Oscar-winning documentarian Michael Moore (Bowling for Columbine) returns to take on Donald Trump in a new film that makes its points effectively without bringing anything especially new to the argument.
The title, a play on his 2004 film Fahrenheit 9/11, itself a play on Ray Bradbury's novel Fahrenheit 451, refers
to November 9, 2016, the night Trump was elected.
Although the orange one gets a lot of attention, Moore goes on to paint a broader portrait of a modern America in crisis, but not without hope.
Relative to some of his previous works, this failed to make a significant impact in its American theatrical release earlier this year, which is indicative of how the filmmaker's agitational documentary style has been so influential that innumerable TV outlets now cover politics in a comparable manner. Despite his approach no longer being as unique, Moore still possesses a singular sense of humour and a talent for emotive urgency that makes this film worth watching.
The opening sequence replays the events of election night in a darkly comedic style heavily informed by hindsight. As the outcome becomes apparent, Moore hilariously layers in audio from the great tragic opera Pagliacci. You know, the one about the clown.
