Thank You For Smoking
CHRIS: "Michael Jordan plays ball. Charles Manson kills people. I talk." So says Nick Naylor, bizarrely the hero of the new film Thank You For Smoking, directed by Jason Reitman (son to Ivan Ghostbusters Reitman, though don't mention it too much). And what a brave and hilarious decision it was to make a film in which we're actively asked to sympathise with a man who makes his living telling people how great cigarettes are - chief spokesman for Big Tobacco. But the lines come thick and fast, and this is satire of the highest order, right up there with Wag the Dog for spot-on satire. Like that film, there are times when the film soars, but it is a victim also of its cracker pacing at the start in that it begins to drag in the middle. Luckily for this film, the cynicism and wit returns for the ending (the lack thereof being what soured the Levinson film) and it goes out on a very high note. The performances are uniformly excellent, and it is a very pleasurable film experience.
Chris: Four stars.
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