Nikki Finke refused to print my letter on her blog..
I wanted to thank you so much for your informative and incredibly insightful article on George Clooney. It's surprisingly refreshing when one reads articles like yours and can actually glean relative insight into someones character. Thank You! What was so interesting to me was that I actually didn't learn anything new or particularly interesting about Mr. Clooney but in fact learned a great deal about you. I have never had the displeasure of meeting you in person, but after reading your vitriolic cruel and entirely too personal attack on Mr. Clooney, I think I have a clear idea of just what "kinda cocktail you are". You are most likely a lonely, sad, pathetic creature who lives in a small cramped apartment commonly referred to as a dungeon. You could probably stop traffic with your appearance.(I don't mean in a good way) I only can come to this conclusion because after reading this scathing and feeble attempt at so called journalism,one can only assume that you have an enormous amount of dislike, for yourself. You probably want everything that Mr. Clooney has and sadly have come to realize that you will never even come close.
I am an average woman who loves going to the movies and have never defined the term "movie star" by box office prowess. I cannot for a second tell you what Gary Cooper's movies grossed, nor Spencer Tracy or Cary Grant for that matter. What I can tell you is that all of these movie stars, including Mr. Clooney, had and have, is a special something that no one individual can define, whether it be a glance, laugh, swagger, or simple gesture, that separates us from them. Sadly, most of those men and days are gone. So today we search for a new type of movie star. Someone that has a special something, but more importantly an actor that takes risks, chooses material that doesn't fit into a particular genre, an actor who is willing to put himself out there in order to attempt to raise our consciousness even just a little, not to see how many office buildings he can single handedly blow up in 3 minutes or how many times he can personally save the world in the last act. As for your silly and cruel reference to Mr Smith, and I assure you, I have nothing but the deepest respect for Mr. Smith as an actor and person, I can only guess that your so called studio mogul's comments upon seeing the opening numbers for Mr Smith's Wild Wild West debacle were "he's no Clooney".
And dear Nikki, while you were throwing around your so called percentages, you over-looked the fact that 80% percent of the audience who went to see Leatherheads this weekend, actually bought tickets because Mr. Clooney was in the movie.
It was also abundantly clear to me that in regards to your total inaccuracies regarding the Leatherheads script and the Writers Guild that you have not read the original draft written some fourteen odd years ago. Mr. Clooney did not hold a press conference, stand on his soap box and stammer, "I mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore". He disagreed with a decision and made a personal and private choice to resign. In taking away or judging Mr. Clooney's right to resign, you Ms. Finke remind us of that sadistic cruel drunk named Joe McCarthy who as you well know, destroyed countless lives by taking away their right to choose, and concocting vicious untruths. I have actually heard that you slightly resemble Mr. McCarthy in size and stature. You might want to zip down the family tree, you might be related.
You are a cruel person Ms. Finke, not to mention a boring and dreadful writer, and I feel incredibly sorry for you and I thank god that the thousands of African children that are actually alive because of Mr. Clooney's generosity will never have to read this crap. Have a better day! Ms. Rosen