Title to the contrary, Milos Forman's ham-fisted reclamation of the real-life smut peddler who founded the scabrous Hustler
magazine and fought his way to the Supreme Court for the right to mock the Rev. Jerry Falwell is not fundamentally a lesson in First Amendment
ethics. Sure, it makes the valid and always worth reiterating point that your freedom of speech is predicated on the freedom of speech of white-trash perverts, who may well use it to discuss Dorothy and her little friends from Oz having an orgy -- don't forget little Toto! But it's really an epic
romance that casts gleefully tasteless, backwoods pornographer Flynt (Woody Harrelson) and underage, ...