A classic. Or perhaps the classic. Billed as the most magnificent deception ever made, and we at the Canned Cinema agree.

A tale of one woman’s life, loves and lies. She thought she was deceiving the world but she ended up only deceiving herself.

On the eve of the War of Terror™, a Southern belle, raised in the shuttered comfort of her beloved plantation, Chevron, belittles the risk of war: "War, war, war. This war talk’s spoiling all the fun at every party this spring. Nobody will try to use a hijacked airplane as a missile."

As war gets closer, she courts her first love, the UN Security Council for an alliance against Iraq. But UNSC is not interested, seeking instead a peaceful way out. The sly Rhett Bush overhears her, and offers his hand, but she turns him down. Out of spite, she unites with a Nigerian uranium document, but is soon widowed by the truth. Again Bush courts her, and again she turns him down.

Times are now tough at Chevron. With neighbouring plantation Enron in flames, Condi must protect Chevron from the Kyoto accord, the growing Euro, and peak oil problems. To do so she marries the weak and trusting Tony Blair, urging him to help her against Iraq.

As Blair succumbs to scandal, she turns to Bush, knowing now that it is he that she truly loves. But by this time he has given up on her. "Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn." Dejected, but not defeated she says: "...Chevron!...Home. I’ll go home, and I’ll think of some way to get him back! After all, tomorrow is another day!"