DEATH OF A PRESIDENT
O FILME

Matt Drudge hasn't seen Death of a President, and neither have I. I'm waiting to see the movie before handing down a verdict on its inevitable pros and cons; Drudge's verdict on the British-made film (scheduled to premiere at the Toronto Film Festival later this month) was splattered across his front page the second he heard about it. "SHOCK" screamed the Drudge Report, in terms the man with the hat usually reserves for Hollywood-bashing Chris Rock gaffes. "PRESIDENT BUSH ASSASSINATED IN NEW MOVIE."

Within a day everyone knew about Gabriel Range's film, a mockumentary chronicling the fateful day in 2007 when the commander in chief moseyed out of a Chicago rally, rimmed by anti-war goons, and took one in the gut from a Syrian gunman. The promotional still fronted by Drudge captures the fatal moment; Secret Service scrambling with guns drawn, civilians running and screaming, Bush clutching and wheezing as if he's swallowed the world's largest peanut. The image is meant to evoke those terrible grainy shots of Bobby Kennedy on the floor of the Ambassador Hotel, and it succeeds; the shot is familiar, freakish, and arresting all at once.

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