Michael Moore returns to show what a better filmmaker he is than Dinesh D’Souza with a movie that is less about Donald Trump than what American voters can do about making America great, period. Moore posits that Trump is really the most obvious symptom of the illness plaguing our democracy. With wannabe autocrats ruling not just the White House but state capitals, too, Moore suggests action to be the best medicine, and he provides exemplars to motivate his fellow Americans. 

As bad as Trump and Michigan Gov. Rick Snyder are—the latter is proven to be extremely appalling, thanks to Moore’s primer on the Flint water crisis—they are no match for potential representatives Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, Rashida Tlaib and Richard Ojeda (aka America’s most intense Democratic candidate); the teenage survivors of the Parkland school shooting; West Virginia’s public school teachers; or the 100 million Americans who did not vote in the 2016 election. 

Ultimately, Moore is attempting to galvanize those non-voters via direct contact with his film or conversations with someone else who watched it. His call to action is powerfully loud, both depressing and uplifting, often funny, occasionally bumptious and every bit Moore.