Showtime’s documentary, The Fourth Estate, shatters the very notion of #FakeNews.

Trump understands that in order to galvanize his followers, they need someone to be angry at. And, it’s us.

— Jeremy Peters, political reporter, The New York Times

Even after acknowledging some of my personal biases—writer, liberal, democrat, news junkie—The Fourth Estate, a 4½-hour, 4-part series, remains one of the most insightful, on-target, and focused documentaries that I’ve seen in many years.

While watching scene after scene, the sound of rapidly pumping military helicopter wings or fast fingers pounding newsroom keyboards seemed to match the quickened beating of my heart. My physical reaction to The Fourth Estate surprised me at first. A few minutes in, I realized that while I know the story of Trump, the President, so far, what I didn’t have any grasp on was the complex process of the telling of the story of Trump, the President, so far.

The news doesn’t tell the truth. They have no sources. They just make ’em up. It’s fake, phony, fake. And, I want you all to know that we are fighting the fake news. They are the enemy of the people.

— President Trump, CPAC convention

Showtime sets up The Fourth Estate modestly:

This documentary series about The New York Times in the Trump era illuminates critical issues facing journalism today. A chief task for The Times, long considered the “newspaper of record,” is to find the best way to accurately and honestly cover this unconventional president, even as he tries to undermine them. Through extraordinary access and exclusive interviews, Oscar® nominated filmmaker Liz Garbus chronicles the tenacious men and women in the trenches who are fighting for the freedom of the press and America’s right to know.

The series, which chronicles 16 months in the life of the New York Times is anything but modest. The cinematography is rich and powerful because it’s subtle. The sound design is spot on. Liz Garbus’s direction is considered, thoughtful, honest, and supports the context of the events. Here’s the official trailer.

The San Francisco Chronicle‘s John Diaz, writes:

If 4½ hours seems a bit excessive for a documentary about a newspaper, it’s hard to imagine Garbus condensing it to less, so constant and so bizarre have been the twists and turns in a presidency the Times has covered more thoroughly than anyone. As Baquet predicts at the outset, the inauguration of Donald Trump poses “a big test for us in a lot of ways.” It will be hard, he says, but exciting.

One of the chilling sequences is of a Phoenix rally, Trump’s first political event after his tepid “both sides” rationalization of the violence accompanying the white supremacist march in Charlottesville, Va., drew widespread condemnation. Back before a friendly audience, Trump whipped the crowd into a frenzy, pointing at the “very dishonest media” he suggests oppose American interests. “These are sick people,” he says, and the crowd turns toward the press pen.

“Oh, my God, you hate our president,” a woman screams at reporters amid the chants. “That’s so sick.”

Showtime, The Fourth Estate

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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