Director Frank Capra was a great filmmaker, but he used his talent to promote a utopian vision that never existed and never can exist. Capra was a progressive who clearly believed in the perfectibility of man — if only more people would faithfully follow the civic religion that worships the goodness of the “common man.”
In “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington,” Capra’s Jefferson Smith (memorably played by Jimmy Stewart) is a small-town nobody who’s suddenly propelled into Washington politics when he’s appointed to the U.S. Senate. Smith is a wide-eyed innocent who’s surrounded by crooks and thieves. He just wants to use the power of government to do good — for the boys of an organization he works with, mostly — but everyone else is in it for money and power.
It’s a good movie, even if it’s really corny and wildly two dimensional. If you watch it, you have the idea that everything could be great in this country if we would just trust the simpletons such as Smith, who live in the uncorrupted small towns of the country, far from the influence of the evils of Washington.

I’m looking at myself in mirror and asking difficult questions
It’s odd how ‘choice’ can mean ‘no choice’ with the state involved
What do we prove with huge houses we can’t afford to pay for or even fill?
Will you uncover your blind spots? Or will you ignore red flags again?
If you allow anything to be priority over love and beauty, you’re a fool
People don’t confront ideas today; they lob bumper stickers at others
Just a sandwich: Why do people make everything so political?
NOTEBOOK: The forest is burning, so quit arguing about single trees