- Entertainment Weekly
Sometimes a film I genuinely want to like leaves a bad taste in my mouth before it’s even released. If things get really regrettable, I try and convince myself that I must’ve accidentally watched some pirated spoof trailer made by a 10-year-old overseas on iMovie, or that I need to stop coercing myself into reading movie news from Huffington Post because nothing good can ever come of that.
No, I’m not talking about J.J. Abrams directing the new Star Wars (that’s a whole ‘nother story, and I’m hardly an expert). Instead, I’m a little skeptical of Hollywood’s attempt to exhume a different American legend, Steve Jobs.
We live in an age where the moment a dramatic event unfolds on our Twitter feeds, some film execs are already in a boardroom trying to hammer out a working title and a release date. Lance Armstrong hadn’t even admitted to doping before Paramount had Bradley Cooper on the phone in hopes that he doesn’t mind shaving his head for a role and already owns a Livestrong jersey. Likewise, it seemed Jobs had hardly been dead a week before news of multiple biopics based on the Apple founder began to circulate the web.