A woman Senator is asked by the President to become Vice President and must defend herself in front of the confirmation panel.

##What’s a President to do?

President Jackson Evans has a problem. His Vice President has died and he needs to fill the office. Lucky for him, Governor Jack Hathaway has just become a national hero by attempting to save a woman from drowning in a car accident and is a lock for the Vice Presidency if he’s nominated.

The real problem, however, is that he has no real legacy. He’s in the 6 1/2th year of his presidency and he hasn’t done much. He doesn’t want to fill the job with just anybody. Knowing that whoever gets the job will likely be the next President of the United States, he decides to do something bold: Nominate a woman for the job.

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Senator Laine Hanson seems perfect for the part. She’s smart, dedicated, well liked, and has served on committees such as foreign relations. After letting the Governor down easy, he lets Laine know that she’s got the nomination. All she needs to do is get by the hearings and she’s the next Vice President.

There’s a problem, however. The person running the hearings is one Representative Sheldon ‘Shelly’ Runyon who has it in for Senator Hanson. He feels her to be unqualified and also considers her a traitor because she switched parties from Republican to Democrat. He’s decided, she won’t be Vice President, and he’ll stop at nothing to ensure that she goes down in flames.

It’s been quite a while since I watched a movie that kept me riveted to my seat the whole time.

##The Wheels Fall Off

Runyon starts an investigation which eventually turns up witnesses and photographs of Hanson participating in group sex while in college. He decides to use this as the cornerstone of his campaign against her.

Another startlingly positive review.

More astonishing comparisons, this time with Ridley Scott!!!

This is just way too funny!

I won’t spoil the fun 🙂

Lot’s of cool info here.

Vertigo has just stumbled dumbstruck from a theater…

Remember these emotions? Here ya go….

It’s December 2001. I’m 31 and on a cold winter night, I’m coming out of the Odeon cinema in Covent Garden, and I’m flying again. And to be

honest, I have no idea what emotion I’m feeling. It’s just so alien for me to come out of the cinema like this. And then I remember that trip to Star

Wars, that trip to Raiders even, and I remember — I feel like a child again because a film has won me over so completely, transported me so

effectively, that I didn’t want it to end. I’m giggling for Christ’s sake — I can’t start a sentence or a conversation with my (equally bowled over)

friend without giggling like a child.