A leaked copy of the script for Oliver Stone’s biopic of President Bush suggests the film, now called W, may be a lot less of the “fair, true portrait” he has promised.

The copy, first obtained by ABC News before Slate and Hollywood Reporter turned it into a blogosphere staple earlier this week, has been derided for its inaccurate, childish attacks on a sitting president. New York magazine jokingly asked if Stone was making a comedy, and the blog Defamer, wondering if it was an April Fool’s joke, said the script read like Animal House.

According to reports, W is an amalgam of unflattering scenes, some true—but often cherry-picked or exaggerated—and others flat-out false, with little evenhandedness or balance otherwise. The emphasis, though this is hardly shocking, appears to be on Bush as a buffoon: The (true) incident where he nearly choked to death on a pretzel; the (likely exaggerated) tale of how he cursed his dad as “Mr. F——g God Almighty” as the two nearly came to fisticuffs; the (probably invented) account of how he practiced parachuting in the White House pool and couldn’t get his chute to deploy; the potential tagline “How did an alcoholic bum become the most powerful man in the world?”

“We’ve done our homework,” producer Moritz Borman told The Hollywood Reporter in response to criticism. “W will . . . be a compelling account of the actions and motivations of this president, fully guided by facts that have been established and documented.” With insider movies like JFK and Nixon—two blockbusters—Stone, moreover, has no excuse.

Slate reports on screenwriter Stanley Weiser’s profanity-laced scenes like this one in the buildup to the Iraq invasion: “When press secretary Ari Fleischer reports that [White House veteran reporter] Helen Thomas is asking around ‘about secret plans for military actions in Iraq’ and wondering ‘what makes Saddam any different from other dictators,’ W. flips out …” (Read Slate for the rest.)

In another scene, reacting to French Prime Minister Jacques Chirac’s move to give U.N. weapons inspectors in Iraq 30 more days, Bush explodes: “Thirty days! I’d like to stuff a plate of freedom fries down that slick piece of s—-’s throat!”

To test the script’s veracity, The Hollywood Reporter distributed its copy to several Bush biographers. “This notion that his schedule is driven by what’s on ESPN is ludicrous,” said Robert Draper, author of Dead Certain: The Presidency of George Bush. “It leaves you with the impression that the White House is run as a fraternity house with no reverence for hierarchy, the office itself or for the implications of policy.” Another, Peter Schweizer, author of The Bushes: Portrait of a Dynasty, told the Reporter, “If Stone wants to portray this as an accurate accounting, he has some serious work to do.”

The downside for Stone is that too many tall tales are like crying wolf: No one will believe the smattering of true stuff tossed in. At The Defamer, the authors tried to separate what’s “authentic” from what “appear[s] to be inexplicably hacky,” and already they guessed wrong on two events—one where Bush locked Colin Powell out of the Oval Office (which is true), another where he tells Billy Graham that “there’s this darkness that follows me” (which all the biographers agreed couldn’t be.) Blurring the line between these two is perhaps Stone’s ultimate aim.