editing was saur good

editing was saur good

This may have aged better than Fahrenheit 9/11.

This may have aged better than Fahrenheit 9/11.

Moral of the story: America sucks in every way

Moral of the story: America sucks in every way

What I witnessed in this film was a kind of horror that makes your skin crawl, more so than any monster story, because the country they try to sell us as the best in the world has the most avaricious and selfish beasts. And they're not idiots; no, they meticulously study ways to kill people to save a few dollars. A woman confesses here that she refused to operate on a patient whose surgery could have saved his life. When the man died, no one criticized her because the company didn't "lose money" on it. How bad is the world to view people's health this way? As if parts of your body are worth gold.

This was my first Michael Moore documentary, and I sincerely enjoyed his work. The film falters in some moments where it becomes repetitive, but it still manages to surprise. He wields a masterful irony, but it's incredible how far he travels and how many people he contacts for this project. I didn't expect him to even show some of the Twin Towers; now I'd like to see how he handles that in Fahrenheit 9/11. I really like the editing and the range of topics the film covers. Because SiCKO is more than a documentary about healthcare and the US health system; it's about the roots of a country corrupted by selfishness, greed, and money. And consequently, by the world, if this is the land of freedom they want us to believe.

A country that focuses on "heroes" and neglects the sick, even when these so-called heroes are still just mortals and are discarded by the system like nothing. A spectacle of paradoxes, cynicism, and grotesque absurdities. A country that speaks of "freedom" and continually and shamelessly segments individual, basic, necessary, and universal freedoms, such as the right to life. Fraternity, brotherhood, solidarity, and even compassion seem to have been lost amidst so much wealth and collective stupidity. These are words that have lost their meaning, that no longer convince those people who only know how to navel-gaze and think daily about "me, me, me." What is life, if not life itself?

The key lies in "WE," not in "ME." This is not socialism; it is love for one's neighbor.

What I witnessed in this film was a kind of horror that makes your skin crawl, more so than any monster story, because the country they try to sell us as the best in the world has the most avaricious and selfish beasts. And they're not idiots; no, they meticulously study ways to kill people to save a few dollars. A woman confesses here that she refused to operate on a patient whose surgery could have saved his life. When the man died, no one criticized her because the company didn't "lose money" on it. How bad is the world to view people's health this way? As if parts of your body are worth gold.

This was my first Michael Moore documentary, and I sincerely enjoyed his work. The film falters in some moments where it becomes repetitive, but it still manages to surprise. He wields a masterful irony, but it's incredible how far he travels and how many people he contacts for this project. I didn't expect him to even show some of the Twin Towers; now I'd like to see how he handles that in Fahrenheit 9/11. I really like the editing and the range of topics the film covers. Because SiCKO is more than a documentary about healthcare and the US health system; it's about the roots of a country corrupted by selfishness, greed, and money. And consequently, by the world, if this is the land of freedom they want us to believe.

A country that focuses on "heroes" and neglects the sick, even when these so-called heroes are still just mortals and are discarded by the system like nothing. A spectacle of paradoxes, cynicism, and grotesque absurdities. A country that speaks of "freedom" and continually and shamelessly segments individual, basic, necessary, and universal freedoms, such as the right to life. Fraternity, brotherhood, solidarity, and even compassion seem to have been lost amidst so much wealth and collective stupidity. These are words that have lost their meaning, that no longer convince those people who only know how to navel-gaze and think daily about "me, me, me." What is life, if not life itself?

The key lies in "WE," not in "ME." This is not socialism; it is love for one's neighbor.

More reason to live anywhere else

More reason to live anywhere else