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"Sicko" is Moving!!!!
"Sicko" is having a tremendous Impact--
even in Texas Conservative areas!!!
Date: 7/11/2007 1:24:03 PM ( 17 y ) ... viewed 1816 times 11:22 AM
July 11, 07
I got this amazing email from friend
Chuck.
I haven't seen "Sicko" yet but
want to make a point of doing so.
Your EG
Just got the following from my friend Suzy Star and found it to be
amusing and inspirational, a true story of how a movie can lift the
consciousness.
It's also a call to action, to SEE THE MOVIE!
All Love,
Chuck Tedesco
Dear Ones,
Probably many of you have seen this movie but if not, then it is
important you do. These are the kind of things that will awaken and
unify the people. Jolt them into taking the action needed to usher
the major changes that need to take place in our world. Please read,
and share with others.
TOGETHER WE HAVE HEALED OUR WORLD WITH OUR KNOWLEDGE, LOVE,
COMPASSION, FORGIVENESS, & INTENT!
Love, blessings, & peace,
Suzy Star
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July 3rd, 2007 11:45 pm
Sicko Spurs Audiences Into Action
By Josh Tyler / Cinema Blend
Long time readers of this site no doubt know that I live in Texas. As
everyone knows there's no more conservative state in the Union than
here. And I don't just live in Texas; I live in the Dallas/Fort Worth
metroplex. Dallas isn't some pocket of hippy-dippy behavior. This
isn't Austin. Dallas is the sort of place where guys in cowboy hats
still drive around in giant SUV's with "W" stickers on the back
windshield, global warming and Iraq be damned. It's probably the only
spot left in America where you stand a good chance of getting the
crap kicked out of you for badmouthing the president.
So when I went to see Sicko for a second time this afternoon, I
wasn't sure what to expect from the audience. I wasn't watching it
downtown, where the city's few elitist liberals congregate and drink
expensive lattes. I went to a random mall in the mid-cities, where
folks were likely to be just folks. As I sat down, right behind me
entered an obligatory, cowboy hat wearing redneck in his 50s. He
announced his presence by shouting across the theater in a thick
Texas drawl to his already seated wife "you owe me fer seein this!"
Sicko started; the stereotypical Texas guy sat down behind me and
never stopped talking. He talked through the entire movie... and I
listened. The first ten to twenty minutes of the film he spent
badmouthing Moore to his wife and snorting in disgust whenever MM
went into one of his trademark monologues. But as the movie wore on
his protestations became quieter, less enthusiastic. Somewhere along
the way, maybe at the half way point, right before my ears, Sicko
changed this man's mind. By the forty-five minute mark, he, along
with the rest of the audience were breaking into spontaneous
applause. He stopped pooh-poohing the movie and started shouting
out "hell yeah!" at the screen. It was as if the whole world had been
flipped upside down. This is Texas, where people support the
president and voting democratic is something only done by the
terrorists. Michael Moore should be public enemy number one.
By the time the movie was over, public enemy number one had become
George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, and John F. Kennedy all rolled
together. When the credits rolled the audience filed out and into the
bathrooms. At the urinals, my redneck friend couldn't stop talking
about the film, and I kept listening. He struck up a conversation
with a random black man in his 40s standing next to him, and soon
everyone was peeing and talking about just how f***ed everything is.
I kept my distance, as we all finished and exited at the same time.
Outside the restroom doors... the theater was in chaos. The entire
Sicko audience had somehow formed an impromptu town hall meeting in
front of the ladies room. I've never seen anything like it. This is
Texas goddammit, not France or some liberal college campus. But here
these people were, complete strangers from every walk of life talking
excitedly about the movie. It was as if they simply couldn't go home
without doing something drastic about what they'd just seen. My
redneck compadre and his new friend found their wives at the center
of the group, while I lingered in the background waiting for my
spouse to emerge.
The talk gradually centered around a core of 10 or 12 strangers in a
cluster while the rest of us stood around them listening intently to
this thing that seemed to be happening out of nowhere. The black
gentleman engaged by my redneck in the restroom shouted for
everyone's attention. The conversation stopped instantly as all eyes
in this group of 30 or 40 people were now on him. "If we just see
this and do nothing about it," he said, "then what's the point?
Something has to change." There was silence, then the redneck's wife
started calling for email addresses. Suddenly everyone was scribbling
down everyone else's email, promising to get together and do
something... though no one seemed to know quite what. It was as if
I'd just stepped into the world's most bizarre protest rally, except
instead of hippies the group was comprised of men and women of every
age, skin color, income, and walk of life coming together on
something that had shaken them deeply, and to the core.
In all my thirty years on this earth, I have never ever seen any
movie have this kind of unifying effect on people. It was like I was
standing there, at the birth of a new political movement. Even after
9/11, there was never a reaction like this, at least not in Texas. If
Sicko truly has this sort of power, then Michael Moore has done
something beyond amazing. If it can change people, affect people like
this in the conservative hotbed of Texas, then Sicko isn't just a
great movie, seeing it may be one of the most important things you do
all year.
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