This film is hack auteur bull-crap.
Oliver Stone is guilty of embellishing history, exaggerating history, revising history, and even rewriting history--and then worst of all he passes it off AS history. And people buy into his 'vision' of American history.
In this film his bombastic paranoia turns to vomit. He's trying to turn American history into film art. Failure. History is not ART.
What's with the silly graphics? Eisenhower images fade in and out apropos of nothing; Mary Steenburgen stills fade in and out; red light over Nixon in the ER room; red tunnels, blue tunnels; sudden reverse negatives; sudden grainy black and white; constant Dutch angles; Chinese text; RUSSIAN text; unknown faces with black eyes; a teenage girl turns to the camera in slow motion at the Lincoln Monument; film footage of Cuban dancing girls; the moon rises in fast-mo over the White House; horses rearing in the mist ...
Good grief. There was nothing so supernatural or even GOTHIC about the Nixon administration. Why all this silly film witchcraft?