The Apprentice (2024)
I knew beforehand that this film needn't make a lot of effort to please me, meaning that I would have liked it even if it was nothing more than a superficial trip down memory lane.
Call it cheap if you like, but sometimes it simply does the trick.
Luckily, it turns out to be much more than that, and it's actually much more than a early-Trump biopic.
The first time I heard about Trump he had already made it - it could have been the opening of Trump Tower. I guess that's what made the Europeans take notice and allowed business man Trump to cross over to pop culture as the embodiment of western culture capitalism.
Or perhaps it connected with the 1980s "greed is good" that we had already seen (and enjoyed) in hit TV series like Dallas and Dynasty.
I guess he was sort of the Randolph Hearst of our generation.
It also says a lot about going back to the roots of "the American way" and the way it affected western culture not limited to North America.
The theme of prosperity inadvertently caused some of the old-fashioned values to be reinstated, the wish to sanitise this new way of living, devoid of the shambles of the liberal 1970s.
I think this is defnitely felt in 1980s cinema and TV, the decade's grand delusion of "finally doing things the right way".
And then came AIDS, which played right into the hands of said attitude.
Oh yes, Reagan and Thatcher were the perfect players in this fantasy world.
Back to Trump, the actor reminded me of Michael C. Hall - imagine that, Dexter Morgan as president.
There are shades of the fantastic 1940s classic All That Money Can Buy.
It's also the classic tale of creating a monster that cannot be contained, but strangely enough Roy Cohn's fate in this film doesn't really feel like the comeuppance it could or should have been. I guess that's the power of cinema, they can make you feel whatever they want.
The film features two songs by spanish duo Baccara, well, actually not.
The first one is the evergreen Yes Sir, I Can Boogie, not the most original choice but somehow it always works.
The second song - and this really blew me away - is the now obscure European hit Fantasy Boy by New Baccara. One of the singers quit and then it was re-grouped with a new singer hence why it doesn't belong in original Baccara's discography.
Even if it wasn't about Donald Trump then it would still satisfy as a Harold Robbins type of drama.
9/10
I knew beforehand that this film needn't make a lot of effort to please me, meaning that I would have liked it even if it was nothing more than a superficial trip down memory lane.
Call it cheap if you like, but sometimes it simply does the trick.
Luckily, it turns out to be much more than that, and it's actually much more than a early-Trump biopic.
The first time I heard about Trump he had already made it - it could have been the opening of Trump Tower. I guess that's what made the Europeans take notice and allowed business man Trump to cross over to pop culture as the embodiment of western culture capitalism.
Or perhaps it connected with the 1980s "greed is good" that we had already seen (and enjoyed) in hit TV series like Dallas and Dynasty.
I guess he was sort of the Randolph Hearst of our generation.
It also says a lot about going back to the roots of "the American way" and the way it affected western culture not limited to North America.
The theme of prosperity inadvertently caused some of the old-fashioned values to be reinstated, the wish to sanitise this new way of living, devoid of the shambles of the liberal 1970s.
I think this is defnitely felt in 1980s cinema and TV, the decade's grand delusion of "finally doing things the right way".
And then came AIDS, which played right into the hands of said attitude.
Oh yes, Reagan and Thatcher were the perfect players in this fantasy world.
Back to Trump, the actor reminded me of Michael C. Hall - imagine that, Dexter Morgan as president.
There are shades of the fantastic 1940s classic All That Money Can Buy.
It's also the classic tale of creating a monster that cannot be contained, but strangely enough Roy Cohn's fate in this film doesn't really feel like the comeuppance it could or should have been. I guess that's the power of cinema, they can make you feel whatever they want.
The film features two songs by spanish duo Baccara, well, actually not.
The first one is the evergreen Yes Sir, I Can Boogie, not the most original choice but somehow it always works.
The second song - and this really blew me away - is the now obscure European hit Fantasy Boy by New Baccara. One of the singers quit and then it was re-grouped with a new singer hence why it doesn't belong in original Baccara's discography.
Even if it wasn't about Donald Trump then it would still satisfy as a Harold Robbins type of drama.
9/10