You're listening to the final chapter of the West Wing Weekly Political Film Fest.

Oh no.

I'm Rishi K. Sherway.

And I'm Joshua Molina. I'm a little for clempt.

Yeah.

It has been so much fun. So much fun to talk to each other.

So much fun to hear and read what people thought of the

films, what they thought of what we thought of the films. The whole thing has been fun. It's been a

nice reunion. Yes. Now I get to live in the dread of the election results. Yes, right, exactly.

But, you know, good news or bad news, somehow we'll be back at some point with something else.

We just have to wait until you have an idea.

I mean, us, we have an idea.

I will say that doing this political film fest has given me a little bit of comfort,

even if the election result goes horribly, God forbid, the wrong way.

Chas for shalom, we say. Chas for shalom, if the worst case scenario happens.

Yeah. It feels like this country has been through terrible things before. Art has been made

about those times and in reaction to those times. And we can now look back and see how prescient

they were, see how contemporary they feel, because so much of what feels acutely horrible about

right now is actually some version of a thing that we have already survived. Well set.

What are we watching today, Josh, for our final film?

We're bringing it home with the classic Frank Capra joint. Mr. Smith goes to Washington.

It's a 1939 film. It was written by Sidney Buckman based on Lewis R. Foster's unpublished story,

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