My parents were not fat. I am not fat. My two brothers are obese, one morbidly. The difference between me and my brothers is what we have eaten and our activity levels. Our genes are identical.

I'm not morally superior to them, but their lives are now miserable. One cannot leave his house, physically. Both now have diabetes.

I'm sure some who are overweight have genetic or disease factors. But the sheer numbers of overweight Americans, both wealthy and poor, certainly suggest it's the way we live, not the way we were born.

Americans love to let themselves off the hook. We are so arrogant that we refuse to take any responsibility for our behaviors. A nation of fat people has serious consequences for health care costs, energy consumption, waste, corporate greed, the size of our cars/furniture/clothes, and our productivity. When anyone points out these things, we claim we are the victims of "genetics" and nothing can be done about it.

This tendency is what I find most unattractive about the American mind set, as demonstrated by the reviewer of this movie.