When people find out I wrote celebrity profiles, they always want to know "Who was your favorite?" or "Who was the worst?"
Over the years I have codified my stock answers -- favorites (The Coen Brothers, James L. Brooks, The Kids in the Hall, Talking Heads, Beastie Boys, Meryl Streep, Tom Hanks) have to do with their personalities, where they were in their careers, and how much access I got (usually a result of the two previous factors; people starting out aren't yet sick of hearing themselves talk, and people who are secure sometimes open up under the right circumstances).
The Worst have to do with a different variety of factors. I'll devote another post to all that.
But what nobody ever asks about, and what really have stuck with me through the years, were the ones that got away. The way most people pine over unrequited loves and crushes,
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Thursday, July 15, 2010
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