Making an Old T-shirt into a Movie

Steven Soderbergh has completed directing his much awaited (by some) homage-to-Che film – what an a__hole.

It’s bad enough we have the romantic illusion/adventure; “Motorcycle Diaries” to make heroic the concept of an ego-maniac brat’s adventures on a motorcyle (like, how often does that ever happen? How exciting!).

When are these pampered wealthy clowns (the film business’s socialist totalitarian worshipers) going to get it into their pathetic little hollow-wood brains that the passionately anti-gay firing squad leader (Che Guevera) was not an ideal figurehead for the “progressive” cause. (Of course, maybe they really do understand what progressives have always stood for and therefore realize Che’s a perfect symbol of progressive anti-freedom authoritarian elitism).

Okay, Che looks cool in an accidental photo moment that now graces the T-shirts of a million and one clueless middle class drones but, …get a clue.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again in the most simple terms -- Che, Castro, Mao, et al were/are bad guys. Making another cult-rallying film honoring such a tyrant is pathetic and despicable.