A mention of Steve Martin over at Cynthia's got me to thinking. What if he was still with Cindy Office Killer Sherman, rather than romancing and exploiting anemic retail workers on page and screen to the vicarious delight of certain nebbishy film critics? I'd argue that Steve's always better when he's with someone his own age. [Remember Bowfinger? Exactly.]
Anyhow, just imagine a hybrid of Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid and "Untitled Film Stills" for a minute.
OK, as you were.
