Sure, I could be blogging on topic about how Ryan "Mr. Wants to Exchange Phone Numbers" has dumped my daughter to play with boys now, but I'd rather talk about Charlie Wilson's War.
Even movie critics such as Steven Hunter get what a miscasting job this is --
This movie probably gets the Washington process better than any since Otto Preminger's underrated "Advise & Consent" in 1962. It's not about men of virtue doing the impossible, but men of flaws doing the doable, but just barely. You don't want to look too carefully at the process, which is haphazard, greased by alcohol and a barter system of favors and flattery, big moneybags in the home state, and a lot of gumption and git-r-done ingenuity.
Charlie, a multi-term Democrat from rural Texas who was a low-ranking grad of the Naval Academy, is played by Tom Hanks, at his unchallenged but affable best. This may be a first: I would gauge Hanks as actually much less attractive than Wilson, a notorious rougue and ladies' man. That leaves the viewer with the occasional curiosity as to why she -- this could be any of several shes -- seems so attracted to Forrest Gump.
Now validated, I can move on. See the movie, better yet, read the book and give the part to Clive Owen as I instructed when I heard about this terrible casting atrocity!
Must sign off, I have promised a clue game with a certain soon to be five girl who has a playdate with the boy who's dumped her later today.
