Film

Thank You for Smoking

Name: Thank You for Smoking
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Released: 2005
Cast: Aaron Eckhart, Maria Bello, Cameron Bright, Adam Brody, Sam Elliott

Thank You for Smoking is a brisk, gleeful satire about a tobacco lobbyist so good at his job that morality becomes just another talking point to spin. Aaron Eckhart makes Nick Naylor likeable precisely because he never apologises, narrating his own hypocrisy with total confidence. It's less an attack on Big Tobacco than a comedy about persuasion itself — quotable, quick, and unsettlingly convincing.

TMDb rating

7.2

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