The hypocrisy of
such sanctimony is that I, Tonya is every bit as hooked on sensationalism as the tabloid vultures who set up shop around Harding's house.
Not exact matches
There is, I should add, no room for
sanctimony in
such observations.
Though name - checked Roman Polanski's violation of Samantha Geimer is indefensible, I'm loathe to the wellspring of adolescent
sanctimony surrounding the episode; and for a while, Hayley is so insufferably self - righteous that the picture looks as though it will concentrate the brunt of its commentary on the hysteria attendant to allegations of child molestation, credibly channelling the worst tendencies of organizations
such as Perverted Justice through that most moralistic of creatures: the pubescent female.
While effectively expressing some obvious cynicism about hypocrisy in contemporary television, the film can't grasp the tonal dexterity necessary with
such hot - button material, and instead drowns in
sanctimony.
It's a shame someone of your obvious intelligence has to resort to
such a puerile use of
sanctimony but I'll try not to lower myself to responding in kind — if you don't mind.