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Mail from our readers
Our cover guy Adam (ka-ching!) Sandler (#490, June 18) has certainly come a long way since his SNL days as Operaman and Canteen Boy, but many readers still identify with the nation’s leading goofball. ”Long live the nerds,” writes Jack Cahill of Roswell, Ga. ”Sandler is a gifted comedian and actor — and his movies are money in the bank.” But Sandler’s most ardent fans worry the box office success of such cuddly comedies as Big Daddy will change his rude, crude, just-for-dudes formula: ”Be careful,” warns John Hardin of Los Angeles. ”You’re starting to slide toward Bob Saget territory. No dogs, no little kids. Bathroom jokes, pretty girls, and Cajun accents are permitted, though.” And Hanukkah songs, of course.
Thank you for finally acknowledging funnyman Adam Sandler! Sandler doesn’t flaunt his stardom. Instead, he strives to make his audience and fans laugh at normal life situations. Thanks for recognizing a funny, beautiful person.
Essex Junction, Vt.
It amazes me how far ”comedian” Adam Sandler has gotten in his career on practically zero talent. He bases all of his comic abilities on saying something unfunny in an even unfunnier, annoying lisp or yell. I’m just glad most critics agree with me on this. Maybe a miracle will happen and his career will quickly fade just as Pauly Shore’s did. If Adam Sandler is the best cover you could come up with, that is as sad as Sandler’s comedic abilities.
In your June 18 issue, there was an article on Stanley Kubrick’s interest in the sci-fi film project A.I. (”Stanley Kubrick’s Lost Movie”), about alien intelligence and a robot boy whose physical appearance is unhumanly balanced; ”real human faces are invariably asymmetrical.” This sparked a very recent memory, and I turned back to the cover photo of Adam Sandler. The two sides of his face are practically mirror images! Is this an explanation of his sudden, inexplicable success? Is Sandler a robot or an alien among us?
While it’s always encouraging to hear about women making strides in Hollywood, it was discouraging to read about Amy Pascal (”Green-Light District”). In my opinion, every project she is associated with is violent, ridiculous, just plain boring, or all of the above. Why is she wasting Garry Shandling on a piece of crap like What Planet Are You From?Why do we need Godzilla 2 or Charlie’s Angels or yet another Robin Williams scenery-chewing exercise? I see a lot of movies, everything from G to unrated, and Pascal’s movies are on my ”Stop — Red Light” list.
Melissa M. Buckley
Prairie Village, Kan.
No Bizkit for you
I was thoroughly enjoying David Browne’s music review of Limp Bizkit’s new album, until I came across his reference to the Columbine tragedy. [”You can’t help but think that Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris may have been huge Limp Bizkit fans.”] I thought his comment was unfair, unjustified, and disrespectful to both the band and the students. Those boys had bigger issues than listening to ”jackhammer metal.” The relation to listening to loud music and acting out violently, as Klebold and Harris did, is practically nonexistent. EW, I really thought your writers had more sense than this.
Sounds of Silence
I totally disagree with Jim Farber’s review of Sarah McLachlan’s Mirrorball. He writes that no one will be able to tell it’s a live album ”until they hear the audience scream.” I am a fan, and I can detect her changes in every song on the CD. Perhaps the reason the fans are so quiet — and I’m sure most who have seen her live will agree — is because they are so entranced by her angelic voice and strong delivery that they remain awestruck. I saw a show on the tour from which this CD was made. When she sang ”Angel” accompanied only by her piano, the crowd stood there in silence because the moment was so beautiful that no one wished to interfere.
West Roxbury, Mass.
Don’t be cruel
I usually look forward to Jim Mullen’s humorous look at what is going on each week, but I am appalled that he would make a joke about a life-threatening disease such as obesity. His remark about the 1,100-pound man was in very, very bad taste. Obesity is a serious illness whose victims live like prisoners every day of their lives.