In the U.S., at least, everybody knows that the so-called "Bridge to Nowhere" is in the wild boondocks of Alaska, not downtown Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Perhaps the latter state could have qualified as "the sticks" when its namesake William Penn still was alive and kicking. However, that has NOT been the case at least since the time they built a 50-story city hall topped off by the Colossus of Penn in the Steel City's eastern neighbor of brotherly love decades ago. When Alaskan transplant Sarah Palin ran in the second spot on the national ticket of America's wealthy party in its last presidential election, this movie was in production. Since Palin vociferously (and somewhat disingenuously) campaigned against boondoggles such as the "bridge to nowhere" recently built in her backyard (it partially blocked her view of Russia), these filmmakers would have had to be living under rocks NOT to know where the REAL bridge to nowhere was.
A fair-minded reviewer might want to give director Blair Underwood and whoever else had a hand in naming this movie the "benefit of the doubt," and wonder if perhaps they named this flick in some sort of misguided figurative or allegorical sense. However, an examination of the facts suggests they simply don't have a leg to stand on. The concept of a "bridge to nowhere" involves the Wealthy Party's credo of stealing from the poor, to give to the rich. Projects such as bridges to nowhere epitomize the sort of flagrant misuse of public funds in order to divert them from being used to monitor the safety and quality of food, water, air, consumer products, and our environment as they are constantly "privatized" and diminished by the minions of multi-national corporations. Conversely, the movie marketed under this inapt title merely follows a handful of small-time pimps and drug dealers as they rise, fall and kill each other in a quite take-it-or-leave-it un-involving fashion.
A fair-minded reviewer might want to give director Blair Underwood and whoever else had a hand in naming this movie the "benefit of the doubt," and wonder if perhaps they named this flick in some sort of misguided figurative or allegorical sense. However, an examination of the facts suggests they simply don't have a leg to stand on. The concept of a "bridge to nowhere" involves the Wealthy Party's credo of stealing from the poor, to give to the rich. Projects such as bridges to nowhere epitomize the sort of flagrant misuse of public funds in order to divert them from being used to monitor the safety and quality of food, water, air, consumer products, and our environment as they are constantly "privatized" and diminished by the minions of multi-national corporations. Conversely, the movie marketed under this inapt title merely follows a handful of small-time pimps and drug dealers as they rise, fall and kill each other in a quite take-it-or-leave-it un-involving fashion.