TBD | A journalistic retelling of the moment that NSA leaker Reality Winner was confronted by the FBI. Directed by Tina Satter Starring Sydney Sweeney, Josh Hamilton, and Marchant Davis Review by Jon Kissel |

![]() Enacted in WWI nationalistic fervor, the Espionage Act is a blunt tool that the government can break out whenever it wants to bring the hammer down on leakers, including those who expose crimes by the US government at home and abroad. In the War on Terror era, Chelsea Manning and Edward Snowden are only the most well-known conscientious leakers. Amongst many others, Daniel Hale, descendant of Revolutionary icon Nathan Hale, released documents about the drone program, John Kiriakou disclosed information about torture, and Terry Albury exposed the surveillance and infiltration of American Muslim communities. These men weren’t trying to sell out the government to foreign adversaries, but inform the American public of crimes done in their names and felt there was no alternative way to do so that precluded them serving jail time. Reality Winner is an interesting addition to this clan of whistleblowers, as what she gave to the press was malfeasance from a foreign government towards the same government that tapped Angela Merkel’s personal phone. It’s harder to feel righteously indignant about her actions, understandable as they might be. Who wouldn’t find it difficult to be in a position to shut up Sean Hannity and do nothing? Tina Satter’s Reality, adapted from a play that is itself adapted from the FBI transcript of Winner’s initial interrogation, doesn’t portray Winner in the way Oliver Stone portrayed Snowden. She’s not wracked by guilt over what her bosses are doing, but is a little too trusting and a little naïve and tired of hearing bloviating conservative voices. Reality is a character study and a smaller film befitting Winner’s more impulsive actions, but the insignificance of her actions doesn’t stop her from looking like a nail to the government’s hammer.
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