By the time director Frank Capra created his series of unrelenting Man of the People populist fantasies, it was clear that although he didn’t invent this particular genre (though even a cursory glance at the filmmaker’s autobiography cum declaration of divinity The Name Above the Titlemight certainly suggest otherwise), he certainly
perfected an archetypal formula by which a single individual imposes his ideals onto a greater citizenry to the exclusion of anyone daring to suggest alternative opinions lest they be pegged as (surprisingly without irony) demagogues or corrupt power brokers. The fact that the Capra formula was also steeped in a creepy masqueraded fascism that sugarcoated the proposition of a singularly enforced populist view being as unhealthy for the social collective with an abundance of aw shucks eccentricity- generally identified as Capracorn -that gives the impression a genuine philosophical difference in the division between opposing but ultimately similarly…
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CHANDLER SWAIN REVIEWS 
I checked the 2015 post, and I had left a comment. Oh how that now seems a lifetime ago!
Ah, A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu, mon ami Chandler.
Best wishes, Marky Proust.