"Bruce mostly wears just a strap T-shirt, which has become a kind of macho Wonderbra, and he teams up with Samuel L. Jackson, and the best thing they do is hijack a cab from midtown to Wall Street, speeding and aiming at pedestrians and doing everything a real cabdriver would do, except leave the radio on at top volume playing nothing but static."
An incomplete (but growing) collection of the "beloved and irresponsible" film critic's work for Premiere magazine that hasn't already been compiled in book form.
To read the columns from Premiere on this blog, click on any scanned page, then right-click to download it as a JPEG that can be magnified on your desktop so you don't get a headache squinting at all of Libby's great one-liners. (Alternately, you can right-click to open a page in a new tab on your browser and magnify it that way.) I never worked for Premiere, so if you're a copyright owner and would like Libby's columns to be removed from this blog, please contact me at rwcass@gmail.com. They're meant for informational purposes only, I promise. (Well, they're also meant to make you laugh, but you get the idea.)
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