An Open Letter To Dwayne Michael Carter Jr
September 9, 2009 in Open Letters
Dear Mr. Carter a.k.a. “Lil Wayne” a.k.a. “Weezy”,
When Gene Siskel prematurely departed this mortal coil ten years ago, the responsibility of determining the aesthetic criteria for the success of any mainstream movie fell solely on Roger Ebert’s corpulent lap. For a few years thereafter, the Siskel void found itself filled with a weird cavalcade of b-team celebrities and critics until Richard Roeper, Chicago Sun Times fellow and poor Siskel facsimile, took up residence in its lanky, becardiganed shadow.
