If you are old enough to apply for a driver’s license, you can probably work out that selfish behavior has detrimental effects on all of us. Even if you’re not quite ready to give it up.
But not Ayn Rand. The 20th-century doyenne of destructive capitalism, dear to self-centered college sophomores and those, like Paul Ryan, who have not yet grown out of their me-first phase, declared aloud what a lot of jerks tend to keep to themselves: the idea that selfishness is awesome. Rand even wrote a book on the theme, The Virtue of Selfishness.
Financial Times (London)
‘Has there ever been a weirder film trilogy?’ asked Ed Crooks in his caustic review of the final part of a movie adaptation of Ayn Rand’s ‘Atlas Shrugged’. Her fans were outraged; sceptics applauded.
‘The final part of the novel is dreadful, laughable, embarrassing, comic strip – think “X-Men”. It’s totally predictable that the films would flop.’ Grybarre
…que s’en réjouir. Le festival du film libéral Anthem, qui a lieu au cours de la FreedomFest à Las Vegas, m’a permis de visionner en avant-première la troisième partie du film Atlas Shrugged, sous-titrée…
My wife and I recently saw Atlas Shrugged, Part III (AKA, Atlas Shrugged: Who is John Galt?), the third and final movie in the trilogy based on Ayn Rand’s famous novel. Unfortunately, it was so bad that there isn’t much point to going over its weaknesses at any length. The acting was mostly wooden, the production values were little better than those of a 1950s B movie, and the villains are so ludicrously incompetent and stupid (much more so than in the book), that it becomes impossible to take them seriously. I thought the first movie in this series was merely mediocre, and the second was actually pretty decent. The third is so ridiculously bad, however, that it almost negates whatever was good in the first two.