The choir was preached to well tonight at the Film Forum. Chuckles, snorts, gasps and self-righteous applause were heard throughout. That and the 145 minute running time (which seemed much longer) made me wish I’d done what I thought I was going to do — wait for the DVD. Still, a well made movie that makes many good points and cries out desperately for an ombudsman at others. Michael Moore is here acting as comic relief (the man may’ve had a more lucrative career in standup and sitcoms) as is a bunch of other top shelf lefties any reader of “The Nation” is well familiar with. Which brings me to a point: this movie really lays out the overwhelming power cinema has, as well as its flaws. Nearly everything in The Corporation has been written about in the aforementioned Nation magazine and Harper’s (and no doubt other lefty journals; I only read those two.) To actually see images, to hear voices talking about it, to experience the miracle of montage and sound effects and music drives a story home in a way that no muckraking five pages of print can. However, in those five pages lies a depth of inquiry and (in many cases) an understanding of all sides surrounding an issue. I left The Corporation all pumped up in a way I rarely am when I put down a magazine, but I also felt bombarded, spun around and, ultimately, asking more questions.