I could never reconcile the movie I saw with the history I knew. Motorcycle Diaries fails in its ambition to explain (justify?) Che Guevara. But it succeeds in extending the pro-revolutionary brand represented by the ubiquitous Che t-shirts. Is this just celebrating rejection of the status quo? Is any change better than the current inequities? This fiction ultimately left me unsatisfied and discouraged that evil is so easily glorified.