The Trial of Tony Blair

The premise of the programme was that after eventually standing down as Prime Minister Tony Blair is called to the Hague to face war crime charges. Ithought this, although slightly far fetched was a great piece of Drama and shows why More4 is one of the best channels to come out of the usual dross of digital channels. Robert Lindsays portrayal of Tony Blair was magnificent and rather than doing an impression of Blair instead gave a great performance. Peter Mullan as Gordon Brown was inspired and it was well into the show before I even realised that it was him playing the part, and although only seen briefly Alistair Armstrong as The image conscious David Cameron was brilliant. The soundtrack also was well devised from Johnny Cash to The Killers. But perhaps the most impressive part of the drama is not the funny elements or to see Blair get his just desserts, rather the idea that the War on Terror has had a deep emotional impact on Blair causing him to have hallucinations and nightmares. All in all a great programme.

TTOTB is a worthy satire, the type of which could never be found on American television.

Those that see Tony Blair to already be a tragic figure will probably find this film to be both darkly humorous and somewhat sad. It is not beyond the pale to believe that someday a variety of figures related to the Iraq war fiasco could someday wind up at the Hague facing a war tribunal.

The films treats both the Labour and Tory Party with equally contemptible amusement. Understandably, Tony receives the brunt of the beating. At one point a protester is seen holding a placard reading "Tony Blair = 800,000 Iraqi dead". That figure is easily reachable given the current scale of the carnage and the fact that this film takes place in 2010.

It is equally conceivable that as the killing fields of Iraq continue to gestate for a few more years, that whatever benefit of the doubt Bush and Blair are currently given for the rose-colored fantasy of bringing democracy to the Middle east, will have long since wilted. In that they took a regime that was contained, and had US air power flying over it continually for ten years enforcing a no-fly zone, only to topple a sovereign nation against the wishes of the United Nations, a logical case could certainly be made before a war tribunal.

Having unleashed the Furies resulting in hundreds of thousands of innocent deaths, not to mention turning multiple millions more into refugees...well, characters have stood before the Hague previously for a lot less.

The satire of the film derives mainly from the same faith-based morality that drove Blair to act so questionably to begin with. Here, with the walls closing in, abandoned by his former allies and facing a trial, he never can quite get a grasp on the situation he is in. Like Mr. Bush, whose faith-faith certitude never allows him to consider the folly of his ways, likewise, Mr. Blair is intellectually incapable of seeing how anyone could ignore the benevolence of his own heart, as he sent his country to war, squandering its blood, treasure and national reputation.

By the time in the film when new PM Gordon Brown comes to see him, and Blair feels sandbagged in believing that Brown too has abandoned him, Tony criticizes his belief that Brown is merely acting on orders of the White House (and current President Hillary), to which Brown responds, "I wonder who I learned that from."

A very black satirical comedy. Not any less timely than "Dr. Strangelove" which came out at a time when everyone felt the dire threat of nuclear annihilation from either the Soviets or the U.S.. Yet it is also a film that could possibly turn out to be much less satire that prescient drama depending on how events play out over the next half dozen years, the precise levels of the human carnage unleashed by Blair and Bush's geo-political experiment, as well as the international mood and tolerance come the next decade.

Some people really, really dislike Tony Blair. And they're very angry with him, too. That's the overriding impression I get from this film.

At times it plays like it's been written and produced by achingly left-wing sixth formers, and if you, like them, see Blair as a one dimensional villain, then this is probably just the kind of revenge fantasy you'll relish. For anyone who sees both the man and the whole Iraq episode as a tad more complex, then it'll more than likely have you snorting with derision.

I deliberately reserve my criticism for the writer and producers because I actually think the actors are pretty good. Robert Lindsay picks up some of the verbal and physical mannerisms of Blair quite well and hints at more psychological depth than many caricatures allow. And I thought Phoebe Nicholls was excellent as Cherie, but mostly because she's a fine actress no matter what she's in. The problem is the material they're both stuck with, which is more often than not very one-note, cringingly one-sided and sometimes downright ridiculous.

Are we really to believe that everyone, and I do mean everyone, around Blair is constantly needling him about Iraq, making snide comments about his 'legacy', and mocking him openly to his face - yet somehow he either doesn't notice or just doesn't care? His assistants have apparently chosen to stay with him in his post-PM career, yet they behave as though they hold him in utter contempt all the time. Cherie seems at once to be loyal and caring, yet moments later she is distancing herself, even insisting that her name is Cherie Booth. Their relationship seemed completely wrong - again not through any fault of the actors, but rather because the script forces them into being mere mouthpieces for the writer's own heavily biased perspective. We're meant to believe that a protester would be allowed to camp outside Blair's private home and shout insults at him 24/7, even though Blair has left public office by this point and would be entitled to all the protections of any other citizen; that the US would throw Blair under a bus because it was politically expedient to do so; that the UK government would do something frankly risible at the UN in order to pave the way for a prosecution of Blair. All these details are technicalities, you might say, to create the conditions for the drama. But they mount up to such an extent that it screams desperation on the part of the writer, as he scrambles to rearrange the real world furniture in just the right order to bring about the denouement he wants. And much of it is also internally inconsistent. I simply didn't believe these characters were anything more than the writer's own voice shouting at the unfairness of the world.

The very worst moment comes when Blair is at a police station and encounters what has to be the most irksome, self-righteous, self-satisfied character ever to appear on screen. Seriously, this police man is a study in smug, insisting to Blair that his comments are not political but just him being a human being. This moment alone is so absurd in its easy moral reductionism and high self-regard that it poisons the whole piece, leaving a bad taste in the mouth.

There are some chilling, well-filmed moments of Blair having nightmarish delusions about Iraq, but mostly the filmmakers are more interested in seeing Blair suffer and be humiliated than they are in exploring any real psychological truth.

I genuinely didn't like this film. I thought it was nasty and a waste of some talented actors. Whatever your views on Iraq and Tony Blair's decisions, a fantasy polemic like this does no good at all. All it does is serve up a fictionalised version of a real human being to be hated, mocked and punished. Great drama should be about much more than that.

This fantasy was conceived before British Prime Minister Tony Blair actually quit politics, so the scenario envisaged might already put some people off, due to the fiction involving Blair being in power for a few more years before quitting. In any case, it works quite well as a "What if...?" story, or alternative world story.

In this movie, Blair announces his retirement and looks to find a role for himself in business and society. He instead has to face charges that he is a war criminal. So, the trajectory of the plot is Blair starting out as Prime Minister, and then ends with him about to face trial on war crime charges. Thankfully, no outcome to the trial is envisaged...you can let your imagination run free!

Imbetween, we see Blair as a man haunted by the ghosts of his actions...literally. A plus for this story is how Blair is portrayed as a man who lives in his own world...he tries to shut out the reality of his situation the best he can. He and his wife, Cherie, have, amusingly, a foul mouth, which get quite a work out when reality and Blair's deluded fantasy refuse to mix.

There is some delicious irony in the plot concerning Tony's past and the situation he now finds himself in. The satire is quite pointed as well, at times. Some of the scenes are painfully embarrassing to watch, like Tony's successor Gordon Brown, on the campaign trail...and the same goes for his conservative opponent...they both really make you squirm uncomfortably.

There were some laugh out loud moments in this film, but it is mostly 'dry' humour. To its credit, it also has a very strong basis in plausibility. Just today, I think, I read in the news that there are moves afoot to release documents on Blair's cabinet discussions on whether the Iraq war was actually legal, or not.

The slant of this movie is very left-wing, so if you buy Blair's "third way" spiel and his motives for supporting the US in the Iraq war, you may take umbrage that Tony Blair is even considered to be a war criminal.

As if to prove that Michael Sheen doesn't have a monopoly over the role of Tony Blair, Robert Lindsay gives a magnificently comic performance in this very funny satire set three years in the future when Tony finally decides to stand down. Hilary Clinton is in the White House, George Bush is in rehab, ('he was found comatose on his ranch'. 'I'm surprised anyone noticed'), and the far from charismatic Gordon Brown scrapes through the General Election with a majority of two. It is then that Gordon bows to international pressure and allows Tony to be extradited to the Hague to stand trial for war crimes. Turning on the news immediately after watching this and hearing that one of the serving Prime Minister's closest advisors had been arrested in the 'cash for honours' inquiry only shows how prescient Simon Cellan-Jones' satire really is and how hard it may be to separate fact from fiction.

Alastair Beaton's script is a joy. It's clever, pertinent and side-splittingly funny but it is Lindsay's barn-storming, grand-standing performance as the deluded Blair that lifts this into a class of it's own. He is supported by a wonderfully straight-faced Phoebe Nicholls as Cherie, who chooses to distance herself from her liability of a husband and by Peter Mullan's blank and insipid Gordon Brown. Already a contender for best single programme of the year.