We can get certain things out of the way quickly. Michael Moore is a brilliant documentarian and an almost frighteningly prescient connector of dots on the political landscape. He was the liberal screaming Trumpwarnings when all our favorite pundits, prognosticators and polls were proclaiming it was Hillary’s election to lose. He’s an effective and passionate liberal activist. He’s idiosyncratic and entertaining but in no wise a polished performer, in every way that matters a product of media and public perception he learned how to manipulate at an early age. Maybe he’s a hero. He’s certainly an icon, as crusaders go. A white knight for all colors and persuasions: all American and all ours.
Now that we’ve established he’s a hell of a guy, let’s put that aside and talk about his Broadway show, The Terms of My Surrender. And not to bury the lead, any further, I do recommend it, but cautiously, and not without reservation.