Perhaps because I went to see Jackie on the eve of Donald Trump’s Inauguration, it assumed an especial significance.
The mystique of the Presidency has long fascinated me. There is something almost cultish about the way Americans refer to “My President’, rather than THE President.
Given the jaw-dropping ignorance of some Americans – well, least-ways those questioned by Jay Leno or Alan Watters on TV.
– I can’t help being less than sanguine about Jackie as box-office gold.
In Watter’s World, Jesse Watters goes around with a camera and mike and asks people questions like ‘Who fought the Civil War?’ “What is the capital of New York?” Their responses elicit gales of laughter.
Certainly its a dot on the cards that I would not be able to find a millennial who knows who ‘Jackie’ was.