Here's a bright Jewish kid's got a chip on his shoulder the size of Manhattan and all the charm of a Gaboon Viper during drought season. Zuck writes wicked computer code. He's got no worries with his computer connection, but the human connection's a bit problematic. Maybe it's because he's so brilliant. Enter the uber-waspy, clubby Winklevoss brothers. These guys make Ken of Barbie fame look like Dalton the Dumpster Diver. They invite Zuck over to their clubby club, but only allow him to the outer chamber, not the inner Anglo sanctum. Zuck feels slighted. They want to contract Zuck for his code writing skills and pitch their idea for an internet based social media site to serve Harvard students. They nosh on hoagies in the antechamber, but the experience leaves a bad taste in Zuck's mouth. The brothers, however, provide the missing piece to Zuck's puzzle. The idea clicks in Zuck's head as he enters into business agreement with the brothers then leaves. "I'll call you tomorrow," Zuck said. The rest is facebook history.
Tomorrow never came. The next time Zuck and the Winklevoss' spoke was over coffee and depositions. As his internet star rises, Zuck sinks into a bog of litigation. The irony is Zuck connects the whole world and loses every friend in the process. Kinda depressing. Poor little billionaire.
Is this a good movie? Yeah. Great? Nope. Straight narrative holding fairly close to the real-life script and offering no transformation nor redemption.
And the Oscar goes to...
The King's Speech
Luke Saucier 2/04/2011
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