Is the next Bette Davis among us? That’s all I could think of when I saw the photo of Susan Sarandon ( 233, July 29) on page 17: the mouth, the nose, the attitude — the talent. Am I alone in my vision of her doing the quintessential Davis biopic? She’s the only actress who’s got it in her. Repeat after me, Susan: ”What a dump!”
Bar Harbor, Maine
No one can question Susan Sarandon’s remarkable acting talent. But it’s impossible for me to focus on the screen performance of someone who uses her celebrity and media access to lecture us about our moral obligations when she has produced children out of wedlock by two different men.
I’m a big Susan Sarandon fan, and I enjoyed your article. She’s one of the best actresses around and a good role model for the ’90s. You showed us how strong, positive, and hardworking she really is.
Deanna R. Scott
Santa Ana, Calif.
The sooner we admit James Cameron is the undisputed master of the epic film, the better we can stop fixating on his budgets. True Lies is the defining action epic of the ’90s. It will be studied and appreciated years from now because of the care, detail, and sweep Cameron uses with such great skill and imagination.
Grove City, Ohio
Not Getting ‘Happy’
I disagree with Tim Appelo’s review of C’mon, Get Happy, David Cassidy’s expose of life as a teen idol. Did he expect a book about a young guy touring the world with thousands of women throwing themselves at him not to mention sex? I think Cassidy discussed this time in his life in an appropriate and honest way — it’s a warts-and-all glimpse behind the squeaky-clean image and the industry that created it, sold it, made millions from it, and gave him little back (20 million-plus records sold but less than $15,000 in royalties — he’s ”sleazy”?).
We enjoy your magazine, but racist comments in the July 29 issue disturb us. Michael Walker’s suggestion that Arrested Development ”join a gang” to increase record sales exemplifies the way racist undertones permeate the media. And in Owen Gleiberman’s review of It Could Happen to You, he says he dreads Rosie Perez’s presence because of her ”squeaky Latina bitchiness.” It’s one thing to analyze an artist’s work, another to link criticism to his or her ethnicity. With a white entertainer, whiteness is not referred to and used as a factor in criticism.
South Hadley, Mass.
Don’t Bury Perry
Thanks for your article on Steve Perry. I’m glad to see he’s back and just as awesome as ever. Your reviewer, Tom Sinclair, is obviously tone — deaf and should probably be selling paint.
Derek Troy Ortega
Hacienda Heights, Calif.