William F. Buckley

Abbott chose not to sit in a group with men and women like himself. He chose not to hear their fear of subway crowds, of
Based on his record, he is not the American people's voice, nor this nation's. In this election season, as it has always been, Donald J. Trump's voice is just his own.
Now you have what you paid for. Bill Buckley and Jack Kemp are gone.  Now you have the sons of the Birch Society funding
National Review editor Rich Lowry is now leading an effort urging conservatives to speak out against Donald Trump and oppose his candidacy.
While the documentary shows Kramer in robust health and, later in life, as a frail senior citizen, it teaches viewers what can happen when one fiercely intelligent man (who is not willing to take "no" for an answer) speaks truth to power.
What William F. Buckley and Gore Vidal did for discourse in America was unprecedented. They proved there was a time not so long ago we relished hearing both sides of political arguments. And there is a time -- call it the present -- when a hunger for authenticity seems to be driving both parties in unexpected directions.
I've been saying its like a forest fire of redwoods. If the redwoods were burning, that's them (Buckley and Vidal). And what networks took away was the flame. And that it's devolved into flash paper. Not even any ash. No content, just the explosion.
Stevan Riley's achievement in making a biopic about a great subject, Marlon Brando, who, despite having died in 2004, nevertheless comes fully alive in his own voice. Brando's life was complicated.
"Best of Enemies" is an extraordinarily timely, provocative, powerful, poignant and important film. But its overarching themes are so subtle that the film is not about what you think it is about and you will not comprehend its magnitude until the final sixty seconds and closing credits.
The first of three documentaries in the Hamptons International Film Festival's Summerdocs series hosted by Alec Baldwin, Best of Enemies was sure to be a hit with the East Hampton crowd.
Once upon a time, network television news was dignified, objective, and delivered in stentorian, voice-of-God tones by white, vaguely Protestant men, in half-hour increments at the dinner hour.
Last week I was able to view a handful of the 81 films from 25 countries, at the five-day long AFI Docs festival that attracted filmmakers, national policy and opinion leaders, journalists and a large crowd of viewers to the 13th annual running of the event in the Washington DC area.
In an age when a coinage such as "frenemies" has meaning, the operative word in the title of a new documentary, Best of Enemies, is the word "best." The film is about a particular historic event of verbal jousting between two very well-matched public intellectuals, the "best" practitioners of the English language of their time.
The American People is predictably commanding and passionate, its insights are stunning and endless, its narrative consistently compelling. But how much of the history it recreates is true?
"He was proud and content with the work he'd done," Wrathall remembers. "He did as much as he possibly could. He worked very
Right-wing ideologues don't like what Brooks said about Cruz? Too bad. Get over it, and get over yourselves.