Imminent Threat (2015)
A look at the War on Terror and the threat it's causing to our civil liberties and political discourse. Academy Award nominee James Cromwell presents Janek Ambros' directorial debut. The feature doc tackles the War on Terror's impact on civil liberties and the strange coalition it's creating between the progressive left and libertarian right. The doc examines the NSA, drones, the war on journalism and other encroachments on civil liberties started by the Bush era and expanded by the Democratic establishment.
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Sorry, this movie sucks
Good movie but grossly overrated
This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.
This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.
Imminent Threat is a piece of psychedelic documentary agitprop written, directed, produced, edited, etc., by some prolific young guy named Janek Ambros. It combines the absurd social humor of a Michael Moore, the relentless stock footage of an Adam Curtis, the dark editorializing of an Oliver Stone, and the intrepid journalism of a Jeremy Scahill in presenting a culture in which reality is one small step away from the movie Minority Report. A completely legal pattern of activity can net you an appointment with a drone strike, because you were 'on the course of *becoming* a "terrorist."' The constitution is truly just toilet paper. What a world.Classic films and grainy stock footage convey the popular struggle against authoritarian fascism through the ages. Dynamic editing and bold color filters lay an abstract tone of psychedelia over the proceedings, which is countered by the erudite clarity provided by various well-spoken Libertarian talking heads. The typical agitprop third act will attempt to inspire potential civil liberties activists to rise from the grassroots. Some will rise, and some will fall--sinking into their seats, in dreadful awe of a spectacle that I might equate to reading The Times on a acid trip gone bad.