Like all early and peak Oliver Stone, Salvador (1986) is an unrelenting bundle of aesthetic pizzazz and energy. The bloke made movies on Steroids back in the day, his style and signature undeniable.
This is supreme storytelling, but if you take a mere cursory skim over the real-life events, and especially the narratives of Richard Boyle and John Hoagland, this is total bullshit.
So, it’s an Oliver Stone movie.
Never let facts get in the way of your politics, eh.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 