Rafael Cruz’s, Ted Cruz’s Dad, Ugly Racist Rant Against the American President – The Ugly Immigrant Continues to Bite the Hand that has literally Fed Him for 56 years

Rafael Cruz Sr. if that is his real name, if he traveled to the U.S.A. on a forged Visa, by his own admission (half truth - half the story?) may have also been traveling on a forged Passport?

Forty Eight Years as a resident Alien in the USA, before he bothers to obtain US citizenship in order to ship his SS check offshore, minus the number of years as a resident Alien in Canada, itinerate Grifter, Pastor, Cuban racist Rafael Cruz wants Obama to go back to Kenya, implying that he was born there etc. coming out on the ugly racist Tea Party campaign video and audio tapes from his son’s election in Texas in 2012.

Like I have said before, the old man’s Horatio Alger’s success story in America excludes climbing over the bodies of people in business and maybe even dead bodies in the Cuban Revolution on both sides and possibly stealing their identity papers. Identity fraud was not invented yesterday. A Horatio Alger story totally unchallenged by Lame Stream Media. Take the old Tea Bag at his word. Yeah right.

With a rich and powerful family in a fancy Cuban city like Matanzas, the “Venice of Cuba” to get him out of trouble whatever that was, car theft, pimping, armed robbery, murder, you would think that young Rafael would have first traveled to the big Cuban Colony in Miami Florida, there even then before Castro in 1957.

Problem with that is that Cubans are also a small community. If you show up with papers calling yourself "John Rockefeller Junior", maybe some of the Cubans in Miami already know "John" and might know you are not who you say you are. Etc. Better to travel 1350 miles further west to Texas, land of tall tales?

I didn't find it too implausible, considering that this did take place in the 1950s (no faxes, e-mail or digital cameras), and I thought it possible and plausible that the people in question could assume someone else's identity, especially as their performances were being given for the benefit of people who hadn't seen the "original identity holders" in many years, if at all. -- ALS1, IMdB, Miss Marple, A Murder is Announced

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Hereafter - Review

This movie, Hereafter, touches upon the subject of the possibility of life after death.  It primarily focuses on one near death experience of a hip young sexy female French newscaster caught up in a natural disaster.

Without being a spoiler if you have not seen this movie here is the storyline. 

Hereafter

A drama centered on three people who are haunted by mortality in different ways. George (Damon) is a blue-collar American who has a special connection to the afterlife. On the other side of the world, Marie (de France), a French journalist, has a near-death experience that shakes her reality. And when Marcus (Frankie/George McLaren), a London schoolboy, loses the person closest to him, he desperately needs answers. Each on a path in search of the truth, their lives will intersect, forever changed by what they believe might-or must-exist in the hereafter. Written by Warner Bros. Pictures

I like Matt Damon from the Bourne series.  One of his many acting masks is that of a strong silent loner type who of course happens to be handsome.

The movie is long but not boring to me.  It is laid back, subtle and not totally cohesive until the three main characters cross paths near the end of the movie.

The hip young sexy French newscaster is distracted by her recent near death experience.  She takes a sabbatical from TV to write a biography of some typically corrupt French politician.  She gets sidetracked and instead starts to research and write about the possibility of life after death.

As I said the movie is somewhat slow but not really boring.  All the threads eventually tie together.  You should be ready to spend a lazy afternoon to see this flick by yourself or with a loved one.  Two bowls of popcorn and two liters of Pepsi required perhaps.  It is not a thriller as sometimes advertised but just a cinematic slice of life of people living in Paris, London and San Francisco.

On many subtle levels one sees how hip young male dominated atheist French culture is afraid of death.  That the mention of death or an afterlife leads to some standard rebuttal of religion or such.  An independent opinion of the possibility of an afterlife even sans religion is verboten in polite French society.

The subtitles in English of the French in ten to fifteen percent of the film are small and probably designed for a large movie theatre screen.  Small but readable.  The French are so expressive in their body language to compensate.

The studio storyline puts Matt Damon as a blue collar worker.  While it is true he works in a sugar processing plant on the San Francisco waterfront, he has a past as a rather successful psychic dealing with the specialty of talking with the dead.  He has left that all behind because he considers it a curse rather than a blessing. 

He lives in a bubble world of hard work and evenings either taking adult education courses or listening to tapes of Charles Dickens’ novels.  Not much of a life.

The third character or characters are two British twins, boys, living in council housing, with social services trying to separate them from their drug addicted mum.  

Don’t want to be a spoiler here but I like the movie.  It is intellectual, which is not typical American movie fare.

Clint Eastwood directs.  His hallmark here is the subtle, focused and intellectual analysis of people in life and people looking for answers about an afterlife.

If I was a general TV movie critic I would give it a thumbs up with the improviso that only people interested in the subject of death and a hereafter would enjoy this movie perhaps better than a general audience. 

Acting, writing, cinematography, directing - a plus.