I understand John Grisham’s desire for privacy, but I do enjoy reading his interviews when he gives them. He has his head on straight and he knows what is really important in life. It’s reassuring to read about a successful author who puts his family first, resists the siren call of Hollywood, and is not afraid to admit that he goes to church. As a fellow Southerner who is also an aspiring writer, I cheer his success. Any hopeful writers would want to emulate Grisham’s financial achievements, but they should also emulate his levelheadedness and character.
Assistant Professor of Psychology
Never before has a celebrity interview caused me to think, Wow, this is a truly nice guy who deserves the big bucks he is getting! How refreshing to find out that the writer responsible for sparking such interest in our fair city is more family man than money-making machine-or at least fifty-fifty.
After much hesitation and doubt, I can finally proclaim that I believe Entertainment Weekly is the best magazine around. Your covers, especially the one featuring writer John Grisham, are simply proof that you are open to diversity and that you realize that not only movie stars make up the backbone of Hollywood. I hope that other covers featuring notable producers, directors, and writers will follow in the near future.
Could there be any greater topic to write about than singer David Lee Roth, the man whose music got me through junior high, high school, and now my early 20s? Thank you, Entertainment Weekly, for being one of the few magazines to give Roth the credit he deserves. He has always represented what rock & roll is really all about-fun and innovation-unlike his former band, Van Halen, which has turned into what Roth has called a ”yuppie barbecue.”
If you’re going to quote opera lyrics (”Flip Fantasia”), check your Schirmer or Ricordi scores! Your Hip-Hopera sample lyric, ”Elucevan e stella,” not only is incorrect, but also doesn’t translate. I realize you were making a comic point, but the line is ”E lucevan le stelle” (”The stars were shining”).