When the history of the collapse of journalism is written, only one movie on the subject will be worth a damn: Up Close and Personal, from 1996. No other film about modern journalism so openly indulged the vanity and bias of the industry — and especially of TV journalism, which today puts up a front of sensitivity and righteousness, i.e., wokeness. Up Close and Personal isn’t even a particularly good movie, but it’s more revealing than most other films about the degradation of what used to be called “the press.” It uses journalism as the pretext for a love story …
This article appears as “Up Close and Narcissistic” in the December 17, 2020, print edition of National Review.
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