In The Last Dance territory for personal propaganda, but it doesn't shy away from Arnold's faults. Sort of nice to see people like this owning up to the mistakes they've made instead of denying and calling out fake news. However, it does paint these faults in the most flattering light possible. This is Arnold's victory lap, after all. It's a heavily produced miniseries that primarily caters to dedicated fans. One of my favorite takes, from one Simon Abrams on RogerEbert.com reads:
“Schwarzenegger cocks a schticky eyebrow and puffs on evenly-lit cigars while admiring coffee table-sized books filled with high-resolution photos of himself from over the years.”
Oof.
So, yeah, while he shares PR-friendly perspectives on various aspects of his public life, including engaging in an extramarital affair, notable omissions include any mention of his abusive father's voluntary involvement with the Nazis or how he was something of a, uh, Hitler enthusiast himself for a time.
I've dealt with enough rich, famous people to know that a lot of them can be quite unpleasant. Arnold seems like he'd be an alright hang, but I don't think you'd really be having a conversation, if you know what I mean.
You have to expect that a little with people like this, minus the Nazi stuff, who worked their way up to the top of the world. They all have a competition in them that drives them. Arnold probably more than most. And he stays charming, at least. Plus he likes animals and is mostly vegan now. Which is dope. But I'm sure he's still an asshole.
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