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Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby returns in a 20th-anniversary re-release to remind us how U.S. political division began. It debuted August 4, 2006, at the peak of Democrats’ hatred of George W. Bush, when they still smarted over the 2000 election. Director Adam McKay, an improv-comedy performer and former head writer for Saturday Night Live, conceptualized Talladega Nights with SNL actor Will Ferrell. The pair had previously teamed up on Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy, a modest hit that satirized the inanity of TV news; this time they shifted from media satire to a parody of American cultural habits. In Talladega Nights, McKay and Ferrell chose a class-based sociological angle.

Ricky Bobby, a NASCAR racer who creates his own legend, personified redneck buffoonery — Ferrell’s dedicated authenticity made the character genuinely recognizable and funny. It’s still Ferrell’s best film role (before he succumbed to TDS) because it just avoids the clownish absurdity of Elf. His long sideburns and serious commitment to NASCAR professionalism make Ricky Bobby a credible American striver who overcomes the obstacles of his poor-white upbringing.

Ferrell had distinguished himself by caricaturing Bush over three SNL seasons — from Bush’s 2000 campaign to the second year of his presidency. The impersonations were lauded for their uncanny resemblance to Bush’s vocal inflections and mannerisms, which leftist pundits attacked as his arrogant, ignorant, hyper-patriotic, red-state persona.

The doubled-up cognomen “Ricky Bobby” goofed on Southern patrimony — the name was handed down by his father, wastrel drag-racer Reese Bobby (Gary Cole), who abandoned young Ricky to live for self-satisfaction, a dissolute Huck Finn heritage. Ricky Bobby’s efforts to exceed his father and live up to his challenge (“You’re either first or you’re last”) conveyed an all-American essence: Ricky Bobby took on George W. Bush minus his Yalie heritage, made him tall and handsome, and then cut him down to size (before Oliver Stone would redeem him two years later in W).

But McKay’s farcical context gave Ferrell credibility beyond belittling the hyper-masculinity, commercialism, and consumerism of NASCAR culture. (Bobby flips out after crashing on the tracks in a comic routine that conflates both the mania and pathos of the period’s anti-Bush mania.) It briefly approaches the amazing race car sequence in Robert Altman’s Nashville where the glancing vision of race car enthusiasts encompassed the racial and sexual breadth of American customs. Instead of Altman’s embrace, McKay and Ferrell play out their ambivalence. Hit-and-miss scenes of Ricky Bobby’s rivalry with his best friend Cal Naughton (John C. Reilly), his gold-digger wife (Leslie Bibb), his mother (Jane Lynch), and his multiracial pit crew (including Michael Clarke Duncan) culminate in a culture clash with French racer Jean Girard (Sacha Baron Cohen).

Each scene of the Franco-American rivalry (Girard’s snide sophistication, Bobby’s pride overcoming envy, with a sexual undercurrent to it all) constitutes the film’s comic high points. Following the 2003 U.S. invasion of Iraq and Hurricane Katrina in 2005, McKay took a lighthearted approach to Bush’s chest-bumping perfidies (reflecting proud national idiosyncrasy), all occurring in that liminal moment right before the backlash that came to define Democrats’ America-last attitude.

As McKay basked in the cult-movie status that Talladega Nights attained, his satire swelled into egoistic contempt. His 2010 heist comedy The Other Guys ended impressively with an economics-lesson credit sequence that outlined the 2008 financial crisis as a PowerPoint cartoon. In 2015, he expanded that jest into The Big Short, a heartless, unfunny, nearly incomprehensible pseudo-explanation of the same crisis as an elaborate Wall Street Ponzi scheme, full of proto-anti-capitalist sarcasm geared to Bel Air/Manhattan smugness. (It received five Academy Award nominations including for best picture and best director.) McKay revealed his partisanship in the 2018 character-assassination film Vice (a grim Dick Cheney biopic) and then confirmed in Don’t Look Up (2021) that he had lost his sense of humor — the movie combined climate change and Covid lunacy but lacked any political critique. Variety reported that McKay had joined the Democratic Socialists of America in 2019.

Before Hillary Clinton derided flyover Americans as a “basket of deplorables,” Talladega Nights hinted at the condescension brewing among the cultural elite. Since Talladega Nights premiered, SNL, Hollywood, and professional comedy have foundered while blatantly using comedy to induce mass self-hatred and national collapse. Talladega Nights is not unfunny; its farce is affectionate toward the down-home white American working class, which gives the movie a genial defense of those people and their pleasures. But 20 years later, it represents a vanished moment of ambivalence about American identity.