After a fifty year wait, Atlas Shrugged is finally a movie. Kind of. It’s a movie the same way YouTube clips of people talking in limos and building train tracks would be a movie.
The production values are just this side of a Lifetime Movie (Alternate title: “Not Without My Train Tracks”), but as an added bonus this movie definitively proved you can take a 1000 page book and cram that expansive feeling of boredom into a two-hour movie.
Not to worry though, as we took that stagey drama and made stagey drama-ade. Comedienne Bri Pruett, came by to bring the pain and the funny. If you’re in Portland be sure to catch her on 4/22/11 at the Bridgetown Comedy Festival.
Also giving us a much-needed assist was the ever-insightful Comrade DougJ of Balloon Juice. Doug took the side of “pro-reason” in our first-ever tag team debate. Read it and Weep debates: Now with 50% more tags!
Lastly, we’d like to give a shout out to Brian and Erin, who provided Ezra with the second most appropriate snack imaginable during the movie: Limited-Edition Reagan Library jelly beans. (The first was Rearden Popcorn.)
After the Audible ad about railroads made out of rape, I played the song “Tracks of my Tears.” I thought I should point it out in case you didn’t catch it.
Objectivists should not be allowed to piggyback off others’ arguments! Sheer parasitism! Also, their speeches were less than an hour long so I doubt their Objectivist chops.