A "New Gazette" correspondent attends the London premier of this year's film sensation "Fahrenheit 9/11" Certainly this is an anti-Bush film, and in this sense from time to time it is excellently filmed. Everything is extremely clear: Bush is skillfully separated from all his words and self-confident facial expressions and shown to be the greatest eccentric of our times. The London theater at first laughs loudly, then in unison sighs: "my God..." while the appearance of silly Britney Spear's talking head, with words of support for "my president" is encountered by a collective shuddering... The anti-Bush emotions aren't everything, however....