
Oliver Stone was never my bottle of beer. As much as some on the left attempted to prop him up as some type of progressive icon, he always appeared to me an ill-informed, conspiracy-crazed simpleton. Yet I still give his material a chance—always, so far, resulting in my frustration.
South of the Border, a “documentary” (more like propaganda piece) on Hugo Chavez and other South American leaders, was one such film that made clear Stone’s regard for accuracy was close to nonexistent.… [Read more]





