Best of Enemies

I was seriously misled by the title of this movie. 

There are several progressive friends of mine with whom I engage in verbal and email debates, and while these engagements can be quite spirited and heated and occasionally devolve into mostly good natured potshots at each others’ arguments and selective treatment of factual information to support arguments, we remain friends.  This is kind of relationship between William F. Buckley and Gore Vidal that the title of the film about the debates between them during the 1968 conventions suggested.

It couldn’t have been farther from the truth.  I expected to see a film about two antagonists that ultimately respected each others’ intellect and liked each other personally.  While the former may have been true to some extent, Buckley and Vidal really did despise each other.  The true enmity between them dripped throughout the film.  Each man saw each other as dangerous and the embodiment of evil, and the antipathy that reached a crescendo  with Buckley threatening Vidal with physical assault on air, calling him a “queer” for calling Buckley a “crypto-Nazi.”  Later, Buckley sued Vidal for publishing an article that challenged Buckley’s sexuality.  This battle between titanic intellects got mean and personal.

The film contained three themes that made it a must see for those interested in public discourse:  the stark contrast and deep antagonism between these two men that has carried over into our divided politics today, the debates were a timepiece of history and media (there were only 3 major networks), the explosive Democratic National Convention was going on, and the Vietnam War and perceived breakdown of law, order and social mores was occurring.  But the last, and in my mind, not least important,  theme enveloped me in sadness—to see these two powerful intellects wane in terms of influence and sink into old age and death.  In particular, I was taken by Buckley’s statement near the end of his life that, if given an opportunity to take a magic pill that would make him 25 years younger, he would decline, and that he was “tired of living.”  Likewise, you could feel the pain that Vidal felt toward the end when he realized that “no one reads his books anymore,”  after toiling for a lifetime and pouring his soul into them. 

This film was significant for me.  Bill Buckley had a strong influence on my thinking when I was a young man and inspired my intellect.   Best of Enemies gave me an opportunity to see a side of him that I had not seen before.   While I had lionized Buckley, the movie showed a human side of WFB that I had not seen before and  suggests strongly  that Vidal ultimately prevailed in this contest, primarily because Vidal had gotten under Buckley’s skin so badly that the usually controlled and affable Buckley threatened him.  Buckley himself  recognized  that this incident was not a shining moment in his career. 

But I have a different view.  While Vidal certainly left behind a larger body of written work, Buckley’s intellectual and political influence was much wider.  He was certainly a factor in the election of the most significant political figure in my lifetime-Ronald Reagan, a president even Barack Obama tries to compare himself to.  Reagan’s conservative core has spawned a new generation of politicians that carry his banner—Scott Walker, Marco Rubio, Ted Cruz and Mike Pence, all hoping to emulate him.  Vidal did not carry that much influence.

Unfortunately, conservatives have not yet found a person that is capable of serving as the intellectual standard bearer.  Laura Ingraham and Mark Levin have some following.  Neither has the intellectual depth.  Perhaps the nearest to Buckley’s intellectual level is Charles Krauthammer, but Krauthammer does not have Buckley’s charm or wonderfully biting sense of humor.

Perhaps there will never be another.