So here we have a bunch of bush-followers, murderous-hypocrites, self-righteous Nazis claiming that wal-mart is an evil from China that is destroying their community.OK. Let me be clear: I'm against corporations, against the abuse of the weak and against laws that favor the rich over the less fortunate. I'm also against cheap products that destroy the planet, with the use of chemicals and pollutants needed to transform their raw material into the final toxic, non-biodegradable and easy-to-break mostly unnecessary little capitalist/consumerist treasure. Certainly, Wal-Mart is accomplice to some or all of that. But so are the "little" businesses. American products, generally, are not much better than Chinese when it comes to green production. Sure, there are more regulations, although they're either ignored or simply bureaucratic garbage that it's there to sound good and doesn't achieve anything in reality.Apart from that, blaming Wal-Mart for the destruction of small businesses is absurd: blame the same communities you claim to be the victim. No-one forces people to go shopping in Wal-Mart, so it's the customers who destroy all other businesses, not the corporation itself. Don't go pointing fingers if you are not going to do it for everybody involved. It reminds me, somehow, to the way people complained about Ryanair being terrible, with crappy policies and pauper customer service. Then I'd go: "So, you aren't using that airline any longer". To which I, inevitably, would receive the answer: "Well, they are cheap, so..." Honestly, people are plain dumb.I certainly am happy that families like the ones portrait in this trashy documentary get broken. It seems that whoever directed this rubbish thought it'd marvelous to show how these bigots love to kill animals "for sport", how they support the NRA and how proud they are to be citizens of "the greatest free country in the world".Yeah, right.

This was not a bad documentary by any means. Excellent points about subversive business practices were brought up and explored. The problem I had, of which others seem to agree, is that it focused so much on walmart and walmart only. True they are a little more well known than most for these sorts of subversive business practices as I have said, but they are clearly not the only company doing them. This makes the film come off as a little overly bias and, in my opinion, takes away from its credibility. Perhaps the documentary would've been better off not focusing so much on walmart and looking at the bigger picture. At times it simply seems like they're grasping at straws.Overall, however, a solid documentary worth your time if not your money.

I dread grocery shopping, especially in the most dreariest of places - Wal-Mart Supercenter. I had to be DRAGGED out by my family to accompany them and it's pretty boring to me! Robert Greenwald's documentary, WAL-MART: THE HIGH COST OF LOW PRICE, further fueled my animosity of doing grocery shopping at a Wal-mart Supercenter. Here, it explains that the largest wholesale retail chain in the US forces local businesses to close, has an inferior health care policy (One worker uses WIC to support the nutritious aspect of family survival.), is being racist and sexist (One black worker recalls a situation in which his coworker taunts, "Eeenie, meenie, miney, moe/Catch the N-word by the toe..."), and supports overseas full-time labor. The part that touched me the most is when the Chinese factory workers, Princess and Little Bear, lament on their work shift in the factory. The second most profound part pertains to the big-box-store chain's victor over small, local businesses in economic competition. Needless to say, this film was shot a year after the National Trust for Historic Preservation earmarked Vermont as a whole because of Wal-Mart's urban sprawl.This is a worthy film to view, whether you are a member of The Service Employees International Union (SEIU), a relative of slain Texas college student Megan Leann Holden, or someone who wants a Wal-Mart-free community. (You don't have to be a member of the National Trust for Historic Preservation!)

I don't like Wal Mart. In fact, I hate Wal Mart. And I an not a liberal, I am a radical.I am proud to be an American radical, in the tradition of our Founding Fathers, who wrote the most radical document of its time, the US Constitution. I love my country. I really do. I'm about to take an oath to devote by life to upholding its laws. But I hate Wal Mart.And yunno what I hate more than I hate Wal-Mart? This holier than thou, ivory tower, I joined the Young Socialist Workers Party because my daddy bought me a BMW instead of a Mercedes movie.Back to Wal Mart. Let's not kid ourselves, it's a miserable place. As shopping day approaches, I dread going there. I used to work there while I was in law school, so I know how they treat their employees. Everything from the manky bathrooms to the inefficient checkout lines to the hopeless looks on the faces of my fellow patrons and the workers makes me dread Wal Mart.But, get this, you rich, guilty sons of privilege. I don't have the luxury of choosing not to shop at Wal Mart. If I don't shop at Wal Mart, I don't eat. Do you know how much four years of college and three years of graduate school costs? Of course you don't. You were born with a silver spoon full of WASP upper class guilt in your mouth.I find this documentary demeaning to all working class people, and all people of other classes from working-class backgrounds because it makes us seem like a bunch of ill-mannered, uneducated slack-jawed pigs crowding into the trough because we're too lazy and stupid to realise what a lousy place it is. We're too poor and too black and too ethnic to know better, right? So you rich WASPs have to come down from the mountain and tell it like it is? Whether it comes from some right wing corporate lackey or some left-leaning do-gooder, it still feels the same to be talked down to, I assure you.We know all about Wal Mart. We work there, we shop there, we live in the communities it serves. Don't you dare point your plastic finger at me and tell me what you think you know about being working-class in America, what you think you know about our neighborhoods and our communities and our way of life. You don't know, and you never will know. If you don't like Wal Mart, don't shop there. We don't have a choice. You don't understand that, and you never will.Will I shop at Wal Mart when I can afford not to, anymore? You bet. But until then, as much as I hate it, I'm grateful it's there. I need Wal Mart. Wal Mart shoppers and workers need Wal Mart, as much as some of us admittedly hate them and everything they stand for.Why don't you make a movie about that? A movie about why places like Wal Mart exist and what's been done to the working-class and the poor and the lower middle class in this country and how we're all being pummeled and squeezed back into the 1890's? Now there's movie I'd like to see. But I'm sure one of us would have to make it, not one of you. Why don't you go have a coffee at Starbucks, and if you have no solutions to contribute to our problems, just more empty suit preaching, then just leave us alone.