Lou Aguilar

While watching Donald Trump’s coronavirus press briefing last Saturday, my 92-year-old stepfather, Juan, made a curious observation. “The 21st century…

Until watching The Hunt last weekend, I hadn’t gone to an exploitation film since I stopped writing them in the early…

Last week, the Hachette Book Group became the latest corporation to join the Me Too movement — of companies that…

There’s a remote outpost in the culture war as yet unassailed by the forces of wokeness. Soap operas have been…

I remember very little about Cuba — a field of grassy ferns that closed up when I touched one, the…

As a novelist and bibliophile, I can discern in the 2020 presidential race an epic story, which I’ll call The Trumpiad….

It’s a sad pronouncement to make on Academy Awards weekend, but Hollywood is dying, its intersectional rot well past the…

What a difference a year made to Great Britain. In a column here in June, I criticized the nation for…

Last Sunday night, Ricky Gervais damaged Hollywood more than all of us conservative writers put together. We’re just a basket…

There is nothing the least controversial about Clint Eastwood’s terrific Richard Jewell, except to the politically corrected mind. Like another…