Not only does SiCKO expose the HMO problem effectively, it also is like a travel guide for a better quality of life. In fact, it introduced those who waited for the credits to this. In all seriousness, Moore finally manages to make a film that lives up to the promise of Roger & Me, the sort of madcap humor blended with bonecrushing sadness that makes for the best political commentary, at least here in the States. His man-on-the-street approach in this one works well, though it leaves openings for skeptics — think of them as the ‘well i have a friend who’s a doctor in the U.K. and he’s really unhappy’ types — to quarrel with his points.
What Moore’s banking on here is that there are plenty of Americans with health care who’ve found themselves awash in debt after routine medical procedures. And they’re out there, or you know someone, or they know someone. So this time Moore turns down the messianic impulses that pervade his work, realizing that current Dem frontrunner HRC has no chance of introducing single-payer, much less universal health care and that we’re a people adrift in a crisis that will only grow worse for not just some so-called “average” American, but for all of us, together.