I watched Game Change on HBO the other night (by which I mean the night that it was on, obvs), and it was pretty great. Julianne Moore was incredible. As in, I forgot she was Julianne Moore incredible. But I thought everyone else was really quite great, too (including the actress who played Nicole Wallace, the figure for whom I felt incredibly sorry during the course of the movie, and who has since said that, no, HBO did not embellish much at all, which we sort of knew from the “It Came From Wasilla” Vanity Fair profile from 2009(?), but, still, Nicole Wallace hath spoken). More than that, though, I thought that the movie captured the spirit of a bizarre, bizarre time in this country’s history, or at least the emotion of an element thereof. By which I mean that, though I have come to see Sarah Palin as sort of an extreme, not terribly articulate talking head (a sentiment in which I am hardly alone), I did not feel that way about her watching the movie. I felt the way I felt back in 2008, when I hated this woman so ardently, wishing she would just go back to Alaska (har har), while simultaneously, and against my better judgment, being absolutely fascinated by her, and knowing, somehow, that the 2008 election was not the only game that Palin change.
It’s a film well worth watching. I mean, its creators probably did more research than the guys who picked Palin! (I’ll bet HBO took more than five days to gather information, amirite?)