OK, dear readers. I'm on my balcony drinking wine again, so naturally it's time for more of that personal word vomit. So, this feels like an age ago now. Before I was influenced by Aronofsky, Polanski, Tarkovsky, and other directors whose surnames end in 'ski', I was teenager obsessed with V for Vendetta.
Weiner is an extremely entertaining, and embarrassing, face-palming experience. It throws you right smack in the middle of the circus that is U.S. politics, and takes the 'fly on a wall' approach one step further. It's also teeming with dick jokes.