W - Josh Brolin as George Bush

As America awakes this week from the nightmare of the past eight years and the world exults in the historic election of Barack Obama, Oliver Stone delivers his biopic of the man Obama is replacing, the man who has a strong claim to be the worst president in US history  – George W. Bush.

You’d imagine that Stone would have seized the opportunity to discharge a fusillade of caustic satire, furious lampoonery and savage burlesque. Far from it: W. is actually a good-humoured, surprisingly compassionate, almost sympathetic portrait of America’s 43rd president.

Yes, America’s president. The leader of the free world – how on earth did someone so manifestly inadequate get the job? How did this party-loving, draft-dodging frat boy, this failed businessman forever bailed out by his family, ever get himself elected US president? That’s what Stone’s movie attempts to answer.

W - Josh Brolin as George Bush

W begins with the build-up to the Iraq invasion, showing Bush – uncannily impersonated by Josh Brolin – at the helm of his war cabinet, and then flashes back and forth to various stages in his journey to the White House. We get to see the cocky Yale graduate, the drunken twentysomething, and the would-be businessman, forever lurching from one disastrous venture to the next, and forever hoping to impress his father, a stern and patrician George Bush Sr played by James Cromwell.

And we get to see how Bush finds God, gives up the booze, marries Laura (Elizabeth Banks) and turns his life around. But Stone also shows us how Bush’s ambition – driven largely by his efforts to prove himself to his father, and then outdo him, a weirdly Oedipal relationship – eventually landed him in a role to which he was hopelessly unsuited.

It’s a fascinating story, and Stone tells it entertainingly, but while I was watching I found myself regretting his restraint. There are satirical touches – one sequence shows Bush and his cohorts (including Thandie Newton’s Condoleezza Rice and Scott Glenn’s Donald Rumsfeld) getting themselves lost in the countryside around his Texas ranch while the theme music to the 1960s TV series The Adventures of Robin Hood plays jauntily on the soundtrack.

But such overtly mocking satire is rare in the film and it’s a shame that Stone has reined in the crazy, flamboyant side we know from such films as Natural Born Killers and JFK.

Stone probably won’t gain plaudits for not going over the top, and nor will his even-handedness win him applause from either side of America’s partisan divide – the blue states will probably feel he’s been far too easy on him, while the red states will never forgive Stone for portraying Bush as something of a buffoon.

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