Redford flick honoring Obama’s Weatherman friend Bill Ayres bombs at the box office. Unfortunate timing for a hagiography about a bomber to be released just as legs are being torn off and bodies shredded up in Boston, but despicable, washed up stars like Redford and Sarandon didn’t make this film with the intention of people paying to see it in the first place.
If Hollywood only cared about making money, they’d stop cranking out these stupid leftist fantasies that bomb at the box office. But they’re not making these movies for us. They’re making them for themselves. We’re just not intelligent and sophisticated enough to appreciate the pearls cast before us.
Private White House screening is tomorrow, while the Benghazi hearings are on television.