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Every good journalist knows when something is old news. “Shock and Awe,” the story of the good journalists who were skeptical about Iraqi weapons of mass destruction, should get the Pulitzer Prize for irony. Not because the lonely crew of the Knight Ridder Washington Bureau was ultimately vindicated, but because it’s 2018, and every sane person has known for at least 10 years that the WMD excuse for invading Iraq was bullshit. Old news. And it’s not even that good a movie. There are a lot of speechifying moments that smell of made-for-TV fakeyness. Surprise! Rob Reiner directed and co-stars.

Whenever I hear about Hollywood executives forcing a movie to re-shoot its ending, I roll my eyes. Can’t they just let the filmmakers’ vision unfold and not worry about whether a focus group thinks an ending is sufficiently upbeat? But then I saw “No Country for Old Men” (2007), which could have been re-titled “No Payoff For Patient Moviegoers.” I mean, you spend two hours immersed in mesmerizing acting and brilliant dialogue as drug money leaves a bloody trail across West Texas. And then Tommy Lee Jones tells a story about a dream he had. The end. Seriously? Seriously? WTF?

 

Ah, the Fish Out Of Water story. White kid in a black neighborhood. Poor kid in a rich family. Cool guy with a bunch of nerds. Or, in the case of “Man of the House” (2005), straight-arrow Texas Ranger Tommy Lee Jones stuck with a quintet of flaky Longhorns cheerleaders. And wouldn’t you know it, hijinks ensue and everyone learns a little something about themselves. Along the way, several people get shot, a meth lab and a van blow up (two different blow-ups, the lab wasn’t in the van – this isn’t “Breaking Bad”) and a tour bus crashes. Yee haw!