Feedback from our readers
I enjoyed the Sept. 21 issue, partly because I have been a great fan of Mr. Bogdanovich’s for many years. He has a brilliant style.
The article about Cybill Shepherd immediately turned me off. In the first paragraph I looked at, she compares herself to Marilyn Monroe. No one should have the nerve to compare herself to Monroe, including Shepherd and Madonna.
New York, N.Y.
Thank you for the informative article on Prince and the Nude tour. I don’t feel he has to tour the U.S. every time he releases an album or a film. The Nude tour is an example of what concerts should really be: a chance to have fun and play music the fans want rather than fulfill an obligation to perform the new album to encourage sales. For me, a good album is its own best commercial, and Graffiti Bridge fits that description just fine.
Susan K. Pitcher
Wild About Lenny
As a longtime fan of Lenny Clarke’s stand-up comedy, I couldn’t be happier with your grade-A review of his CBS sitcom. His comedic talent and great personality make him a natural. I’ve seen and read recent interviews, too, and he’s still down-to-earth and cool! Congrats to you for recognizing the brilliance of this gem.
Mad About Leona
Television movies based on news like the Pan Am jet disaster over Lockerbie and the Leona Helmsley (The Queen of Mean) saga leave me cold. Network executives are misguided if they believe we enjoy viewing these personal tragedies. They cleverly sell these stories under the thin guise of documentary-biographical material for dollars and rating points. With all the talented writers, directors, and producers out there, can’t they produce good, original scripts and screenplays? Must we recycle news events to amuse ourselves?
C. A. Funaro
In the review of The Trials of Rosie O’Neill, Ken Tucker used the words ”glowering” and ”yelling” to describe Tyne Daly’s acting style. He also suggested that compared with Cagney & Lacey, The Trials of Rosie O’Neill is better off without Ms. Daly, who left to ”glower and yell” at Broadway audiences in Gypsy. I guess the names Tony and Emmy mean nothing to Mr. Tucker.
Paula M. Dennis
New York, N.Y.
Homage to the King
Josh Rubin’s review of Stephen King’s Four Past Midnight deserves a flunking grade. Not only does Rubin whine about the wonderfully imaginative first story in the book, ”The Langoliers,” he actually spoils ”The Library Policeman,” which I had just begun reading. Perhaps the 763 pages gave your reviewer eye strain. His critique is way off base. Long live the King!