I went to see Bowling for Columbine today, and enjoyed it quite a lot. However, even though it was quite a fun watch, with many laughs, and much cringing, it was a quite muddled film. Mike Moore didn’t seem to have as solid a focus as he did in Roger and Me.

Who’d be a Public Relations agent in any country that Mike Moore lives in, anyway? Not me.

“Mr Russell? There’s a guy down at the front desk, he says his name’s Mike Moore, he’s got a film crew, and he’s got a couple of handicapped kids, and a guy in a chicken suit, and a black guy in a KKK outfit, and a guy dressed as Death except instead of a scythe he’s got one of our companies products on a pole. He wants someone to talk to him.”

“Tell him I’m on ┬ábreak.”