2017’s “The Post“, directed by Steven Spielberg.
Starring Tom Hanks, Meryl Streep, Sarah Paulson, Bob
Odenkirk, Tracy Letts, Bradley Whitford, Bruce Greenwood, Matthew Rhys, Alison
Brie, Carrie Coon, Jesse Plemons, David Cross, and Zach Woods.
Nominated for an Academy Award for Best Picture, and Best
Actress (Meryl Streep).
What is it about?
Based off of true events, “The Post” is about the 1970’s
Pentagon Papers, a damning expose on America’s role in the Vietnam war, that were
leaked by an embedded journalist to the media. Washington Post editor (Tom
Hanks), and his dedicated staff team (Tracy Letts, Carrie Coon, Bob Odenkirk, and
David Cross), go through the pressures of legalities, politics, and ethical
quandries, while also grappling with the newspaper owner (Meryl Streep)’s
desires. With the New York Times being shut down by a court injunction should
they publish, it comes down to Hanks and his team to make the news public. Will
they be able to survive the political firestorm should they publish the papers?
Why is it worth seeing?
It’s not that difficult to see why “The Post” was made. With
the current US administration doing everything it can to discredit and
marginalize journalists in favour of misinformation through Twitter, a film
about journalists taking down a hubristic administration lead by a con man
feels like an appropriate response. But is it any good?
“The Post” seeks to bring to light the competing pressures
in the business of journalism, as it’s political pressures combine with financial
ones. Here, we see that with the newspaper negotiating an Initial Public
Offering (IPO) to make itself more profitable, and with the benefit of
hindsight, it certainly serves as the beginning of the potential end of
journalism as we know it. But again, is it any good?
There’s some heavy hitters here. Spielberg, Hanks, Streep,
and John Williams have more Oscar mentions than a hot dog factory. There’s a
background of excellence that owes prestige merely for showing up. But all the
star power in the world won’t substitute the excitable tension that comes from
frantically working a story. And all the hairpieces and comb overs on the planet
won’t create pathos out of a first half that hums about as fast as a printing
press turned off.
There’s some love here for the process of creating
newspapers, as we watch linotypes be created, and impressive looking presses
roar to life, their cycles of efficiency cranking out information in times
where the news wasn’t a 24 hour bonanza. And there’s nothing inherently wrong
with any of the performances either, particularly Bob Odenkirk and Alison
Brie’s. But Spielberg oddly can’t seem to bring a sense of urgency and
conspiracy to a film that could have felt like a welcome addition to journalism/media
genre pics such as “All the President’s Men”, “Network”, “Zodiac”, and “Spotlight”,
and instead seems to go back to his Television days for something that feels
more like a television pilot.
All of the wattage in the room can’t produce something as
iconic as Redford talking circles around a reluctant interviewee, or a Ruffalo
rant about how, “They knew!” The good news is, with a guy as prolific and
connected as Spielberg, it won’t be long before he does another doozy.
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