You know, I’m as anxious about the next Harry Potter book as the next fan. However, I don’t think my anxiousness will build to such a level that I feel the need to pack heat.
Ten years from now Martin Scorsese will helm a movie detailing the hard-knock life of a mafioso’s fall from grace. Our protagonist will go from a semi-made-guy with visions of grandeur, to an ex-con coke dealer, to a back-alley copyright criminal.
V.O.: Whenever we needed money we’d rob the Waldenbooks. To us, it was better than Citibank.
Man, that’ll be a cool movie. I can just see Pesci stabbing a guy with an ice pick after a book deal gone bad.