Press accounts of Steven Spielberg’s trip to Havana have made ugly reading.

The Gulag’s latest groupie has reportedly described an eight hour dinner with Castro as “the eight most important hours of my life”. That doesn’t say much

for the quality of Mr. Spielberg’s existence. The only thing remarkable about the Cuban dictator is the longevity of his rule and the ferocity with which he has enforced it. In all other respects, he appears to be a mediocre and unimaginative bore, still in thrall to an ideology that has long since been shown to be nonsense.