When the Levees Broke: Acts I & II
I watched the first of two dvds last night when I spent the night at Mom's house.
Several New Orleanians were interviewed during the course of the film, interspersed with file news footage of the Katrina coverage on various news outlets in the days leading up to the storm hitting the Gulf Coast. Then, as the storm hit the city, and the devastating aftermath of confusion, finger pointing, cries for help, the slow federal response (Condi buying shoes and taking in a Broadway show while all this is going on-- unacceptable!!!), who knew what, who had what authority over whom, and on and on and on...
Every time Bush came on the screen, and said something stupid ("Brownie, you're doing a heck of a job", when "Brownie" hadn't done a damn thing yet but show up), I wanted to throw up.
Act 2 ended with a montage of dead, bloated, and abandoned bodies. Men. Women. Children. Forgotten as they lay or float where they died. And I sat there on the couch in my mother's living room, in the friggin U.S. of A., still not believing that this happened here.
I still have to watch acts 3 and 4. The dvds are due back at Blockbuster on Saturday. The paper's due Monday.
This is not an easy film to watch, because if you have any humanity in you at all, it will piss you off. It will make you cry. It will make your heart ache.
See it anyway. If you saw it on HBO, see it again. Talk about it. Share it with people.
This is why I chose this movie over a theatrical film of a real event. These people lived it, experienced it, and deal with it even to this day. It will take years for New Orleans and the Gulf Coast to come back to their pre-Katrina state, but it can be done.
That's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
Several New Orleanians were interviewed during the course of the film, interspersed with file news footage of the Katrina coverage on various news outlets in the days leading up to the storm hitting the Gulf Coast. Then, as the storm hit the city, and the devastating aftermath of confusion, finger pointing, cries for help, the slow federal response (Condi buying shoes and taking in a Broadway show while all this is going on-- unacceptable!!!), who knew what, who had what authority over whom, and on and on and on...
Every time Bush came on the screen, and said something stupid ("Brownie, you're doing a heck of a job", when "Brownie" hadn't done a damn thing yet but show up), I wanted to throw up.
Act 2 ended with a montage of dead, bloated, and abandoned bodies. Men. Women. Children. Forgotten as they lay or float where they died. And I sat there on the couch in my mother's living room, in the friggin U.S. of A., still not believing that this happened here.
I still have to watch acts 3 and 4. The dvds are due back at Blockbuster on Saturday. The paper's due Monday.
This is not an easy film to watch, because if you have any humanity in you at all, it will piss you off. It will make you cry. It will make your heart ache.
See it anyway. If you saw it on HBO, see it again. Talk about it. Share it with people.
This is why I chose this movie over a theatrical film of a real event. These people lived it, experienced it, and deal with it even to this day. It will take years for New Orleans and the Gulf Coast to come back to their pre-Katrina state, but it can be done.
That's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
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