Just finished Shattered Glass, an intriguing and well made movie about Stephen Glass. It made me nervous. Nobody does realistic anger or disgust like Peter Sarsgaard. It's pretty astounding that so many of the Glass articles were cleared. I am puzzled. It seems like it would be easier to research and produce real stories than to have to fabricate sources and details. Too much to juggle. Especially with the threat of being discredited looming over you. If one has the chops to get through the door at The New Republic or The New York Times (Jayson Blair), why would there be any need to concoct stories? Why would someone want to? Shouldn't journalistic integrity be of utmost importance at that level? Why not just legitimately go the fiction route to begin with? Not as sexy, I know, but still. Fact checkers? Sheesh. Um, I guess that's why they made the movie. I think I may have developed an ulcer while watching this.