New World Order

Year: 2009
Production Co: Cactus Three
Director: Luke Meyer/Andrew Neel
Writer: Luke Meyer/Andrew Neel

I'd come across the writings of Alex Jones way back when I was into the kind of magazines that published him and his single world currency, they're-in-contact-with-aliens beliefs, but I hadn't read or heard anything from him or his ilk (Jeff Rense, David Icke) in ages.

Recently as I write this review, he made headlines when he was interviewed by Fox anchor Megyn Kelly and got to rant to his biggest audience ever that 9/11 was an inside job and the Sandy Hook school shootings were faked.

Without watching the film I'd have guessed writer/directors Luke Meyer and Andrew Neel read the same magazines I did and wanted to expose other ideas about the true history of the world, using the activities and work of people like Jones to do it.

As such the movie follows several people with sharply alterantive viewpoints (including Jones, 9/11 denier Luke Rudkowski and citizen militia proponent Jack McLamb), using their beliefs for a kind of whistle stop tour of the anti-government conspiracies that have been around for decades and which have become a burgeoning subculture in the age of the internet.

But there's one moment where they show Jones at his most bulge-eyed and unhinged, some poor fan trying to have a conversation with Jones' on his radio show while the latter whips himself into such a state he seems on the verge of having a fit, the poor caller trying to laugh along with it even though you can virtually hear him saying in his mind 'who is this nutjob'?

Now, it's true that no film can exist without a point of view by virtue of it having been edited the way a filmmaker has seen fit – not even a documentary. But however correct Jones is about the black helicopters and secret government meetings he sees everywhere, everything you see here seems to confirm that he's an egomaniacal blowhard who certainly believes in what he says but loves nothing more than having a camera pointed at him, portraying himself as some profane crusading knight for truth and justice.

As he and his contemporaries crisscross the world protesting attendees arriving at Bilderberger meetings or march in New York about Bush having destroyed the World Trade Center towers with controlled demolition explosives, everyone on show here is an easy target for ridicule, but apart from the single scene of Jones going off (in which he manages to makes himself look like a ranting idiot quite adequately by himself), the directors seem not to let their personal politics get involved, stepping back and letting these people espouse their own uncoloured views.

It's interesting too that this film came out a year into Obama's presidency, which gave these cuckoos plenty of grist for the the mill about selling the country into IMF economic slavery and letting immigrants take all our jobs. It makes you wonder what Jones thinks of Trump, who's a former guest on his radio ranting show and who he comes across as being exactly like in this film.

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