Welcome to the official Louis Theroux website
I am Louis Theroux and this is my virtual home.
If you’re interested in me and my programmes, if you’re a little bit intrigued by them, if you like one or two of them but can’t remember which, or even if you loathe them with a passion but prefer to be well-informed about the things you hate, you have come to the right place.
If you are reading this and thinking “I don’t even know who you are”, then that’s even better. Have a look around, click on some buttons, scroll up, scroll down, and get acquainted with a whole new world of high-quality, humanistic documentaries about intriguing worlds and secret subcultures that you never knew existed.
Here you’ll find all the information you could possibly want on “my work” - specifically the access-based narrative documentaries on fascinating subjects which I’ve been making since the late nineties. These are broadcast on the BBC in Britain – and around the world on other channels - and feature such subjects as crime in Johannesburg, medicated kids in America, mail-order brides in Thailand, and even a handful of unique British celebrities.
We at “Louis Theroux” pride ourselves on making fascinating, watchable programmes on serious subjects and we hope to bring the same qualities of intelligence, warmth, seriousness and a little bit of humour to our new website.
So have a wander and a browse. Post something. Click a bit more. Make yourself comfortable. Be my virtual guest!
Recent News and Blogs
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