For a little while there, people were shaving the Batman insignia into their hair. That’s the level of cultural dominance that Tim Burton’s Batman had going for it in the summer of 1989. Batman made a ton of money—over $400 million globally, in 1989 dollars—but that’s really only the half of it.
As quoted in Peter Biskind's 1998 book Easy Riders, Raging Bulls, the mighty Bruce Dern recalled the ascent of a fellow biker-movie alum thusly: "Jack Nicholson? I gotta pay attention to Jack fuckin' Nicholson, he's gonna be a movie star? Sure enough, six months later, he was."
Jack Nicholson, betraying his lifelong Lakers fandom, was sitting courtside at last night's playoff game between the Thunder and Clippers. He didn't do much but sit around and look surly, but he did find time to inadvertantly embarrass one young fan before the game got started:
Jack gets the best seats in the house, but those seats aren't very good if you've got a big Mike Brown standing between you and the court.
Another good Reggie story. This one if from Foul Ball: Five Years in the American League, by Alison Gordon, who covered the Blue Jays from 1979-83. Gordon describes herself as “a socialist, feminist, hedonist with roots in the sixties, a woman who had marched against the bomb, done drugs, and never, ever even wanted…
From the collection “When The Lights Go Down,” here is Pauline Kael on Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest:
It's an all too common trope to declare that one specific moment somehow encapsulates a team's entire season, but this one specific moment somehow encapsulates the Lakers' entire season: Jack Nicholson, himself an aging star that provides less and less on return as he gets older, sarcastically waving goodbye and…
We first became aware of this via a tweet from The Score's Scott Lewis, and went to the video to see if, indeed, Jack Nicholson was sleeping courtside in the fourth quarter of last night's 111-99 Lakers win over Phoenix. It sure looks like he's napping, though if you look closely Jack's reading something before…
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