I have to admit that Big Hollywood’s John Nolte is a friend of mine. Believe me, if I didn’t have to admit it, you couldn’t drag it out of me with hot pincers. But really, friendship aside, how great is this guy? His takedowns of the mainstream media throughout this political season have been brilliant, devastating — Breitbartian is the only word I can think of to describe them. If you’re not following him on Twitter (@NolteNC), start following him. He exposes and mocks the dishonesty and corruption of our supposed “information brokers” in real time, crushing the MSM with such immediacy it’s like watching Rosemary’s Baby killed in its cradle. That’s a good thing.
Nolte left his beloved North Carolina many years ago to come out to L.A. and try his hand at filmmaking. He actually made a film that won high praise at some festivals, but his Maker (Mattel, as it happens) soon guided John where He wanted him to go. Nolte began commenting on, then blogging for, one of the first conservative film websites, and finally became its editor. From there, he was hired by Andrew Breitbart to start Big Hollywood, the first of the Bigs. He now not only continues to edit BH, he also contributes terrific material to all the other Big sites as well.
I cannot tell you the number of times Breitbart called me to sing Nolte’s praises to the skies. Hiring Nolte, Andrew said repeatedly and lavishly, was one of the best decisions he ever made.