Sam Anderson:
James Franco will not stop bouncing around.
Nice profile. He was great in 127 Hours.
Heart-wrenching profile by Chris Jones:
We have a habit of turning sentimental about celebrities who are struck down — Muhammad Ali, Christopher Reeve — transforming them into mystics; still, it’s almost impossible to sit beside Roger Ebert, lifting blue Post-it notes from his silk fingertips, and not feel as though he’s become something more than he was. He has those hands. And his wide and expressive eyes, despite everything, are almost always smiling.
There is no need to pity me, he writes on a scrap of paper one afternoon after someone parting looks at him a little sadly. Look how happy I am.
The Absolut ads still make me laugh, a half-dozen viewings later.