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No Laughing Matter: Our Ellen cover (#431, May 8) had many EW readers ranting that Ellen‘s demise was due to one thing. ”Yep, she’s not funny,” surmised Christopher Salazar of Los Angeles. This, however, didn’t stop amateur jesters from trying their hands at a joke or two. The wryest comment came from Heinz Schmitz of Edmonton, Canada, who wrote: ”After a couple of episodes I was starting to feel guilty that I was not a lesbian…and I’m a guy.” Readers were also unamused by David Browne’s B- review of the new Dave Matthews Band CD. ”Maybe you should know what you are talking about before you spit it on the pages of EW,” sniped Katie Reilly of Wheaton, Ill. Okay, music department, no more magic loogies.
Yep, She’s Gone
Great. Ellen came out of the closet. Now, if only a funny script had come out too, maybe the show would have survived.
Nope, ABC’s too straight. It’s a shame Ellen didn’t get the same chance that shows far beneath it in the ratings got — Urkel is just now being canceled?!?
BRENT M. ALMOND
Ellen would have you believe that the entire reason that her ratings dropped like a stone and that the network stopped promoting her show was because most people in the United States, including men, women, and children who watch television, are raving homophobes. That is just plain not true. What is true is that she used her sitcom as a platform for her own agenda and ignored the thing that she was hired to do — be funny.
I really enjoyed your article on Ellen‘s cancellation. I never thought the show was ”too gay.” It was just ”too gay” for heterosexuals. People have to realize that people like us actually exist. We are not all drag queens who march in parades, we’re people who have real lives and jobs. It took Ellen tons of courage to do what she did, and I have tremendous admiration for her. Even though her show is now gone, TV will never be the same. She has paved the way.
Leder of the Pack
The phrase ”infamous Paul Leder cheapies” in Steve Daly’s story (”Making an Impact”) does a disservice to a fiercely independent filmmaker who struggled his whole life to make movies that defined the best in human beings. The movies you cite (A*P*E, I Dismember Mama) were his trade-offs to be able to self-finance movies like Goin’ to Chicago (Cleavon Little, Viveca Lindfors), winner of the Best of Fest Award at the Santa Barbara International Film Festival in 1990. [My father, Paul] was more than a mentor to Mimi, Geraldine (a Warner Bros. casting director), and myself, but an inspiration to all of us to use our craft to make a difference in this world. He imbued ”his” films with hope, honesty, and love. And that’s the way he should be remembered.
Sweet Child of Mine
Thank you so much for finally showcasing Sean Lennon. He first caught my attention when I heard his marvelous music on Yoko Ono’s Rising album. Sean is a wonderful musician who has a lot to offer today’s music world. I, for one, am anxious to get my hands on his new CD.
I’ve never given much thought to the concept of Sigourney Weaver as pinup. At least, not until I saw the photo accompanying ”Towering Inferno.” Long cool woman in a black dress. Rrrowwwrrr.
West Caldwell, N.J.
Cheers, Big Ears
I got a kick out of your list of the top five mouse heroes (”Cheeze Whizzes”), and I’m glad you remembered Mrs. Brisby. Don Bluth’s 1982 film The Secret of NIMH still makes heartless exercises in merchandising like Beauty and the Beast look pale in comparison. ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY has always been good to Bluth’s best film, and to NIMH fanatics everywhere, thank you.
New Westminster, B.C.