Oliver Stone was an unlikely candidate, but he managed to turn september 11 and the collapse of the World Trade Center into a feel-good movie.
No cliche is spared in "WTC", starting when we are treated to "a normal day in the life of New Yorkers" until a shadow crossed the screen, a character looks up as the plane hits the first tower, and the character exclaims: "Holy shit!" It goes on as the eternal Marine-turned-business man explains to his coworkers "I don't know if you know it, but we are at war".
Sky-high testosterone levels saturate the screen until the film focuses tightly on the human drama of two Port Authority cops trapped under the ruins, and the emotions of their families before the expected triumphant reunion. We all know going in this is a story that ends well. We never learn anything, and even the unprecedented national solidarity is trivialized.
If Oliver Stone was trying to capture "just the facts" and avoid any hint of a political viewpoint, he ends up capturing at best a photoshoped picture, a mindless cliche, of those days five years ago.