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Finally saw the Russell Crowe pro-journalism movie State of Play tonight. Being a former journalist (name-job dropping alert), I always like the way these movies either romanticize the profession or ruin it. This one does a little of both, so I guess that’s something.
Anyway, couple things come to mind:
- First, a seemingly random murder is linked to all this high-power, backroom maneuvering, so here’s a tip to all professional, military-trained assassins: Enough with the double-tap wounds to the chest and head. Hint: that’s how we know it ain’t random.That’s a dead (pun intended) giveaway. We’ve all seen enough television and movies to know that professionals get you twice, at close range, with special bullets and clean weapons.
How about a sloppy one every once in a while. Like the one in Burn After Reading. Sheesh.
- Second, let’s say you’re Russell Crowe in a really bad haircut and you cover a story that links the key members of the government, a private security firm, and billions of dollars. Kudos to you. What’s next? I mean, what do you do after that? Go to a city commission meeting?Knowing this day and age, you’ll probably go to The Today Show, the book circuit, The Daily Show, and journalism school.
In that order. (Cynic, anyone?)