History slights the supporting actors

Although I haven't adopted a supporting actor myself, I'm feeling pretty bad for a couple of them right now.

I'm watching Diner. The digi-tv synopsis says, "Barry Levinson's masterly tribute to his youthful years in Baltimore is an early showcase for future stars Kevin Bacon, Mickey Rourke and Ellen Barkin.

You kind of have to feel bad for Steve Guttenberg, Daniel Stern, Paul Reiser and Tim Daly. I mean sure...they may not have been doing a lot of exceptional work lately, but I wouldn't exactly call Ellen or Mickey the kings of the A list these days, either. Kevin Bacon's married to The Closer and he knows everyone, plus he's cool. So him I give a pass.

Sometimes I wish I had more love to give.

Comments

Cup said…
Don't you love Diner? Tim Daly swoons me.
12:01 pm
Ben-Bob said…
More love to give? You snark because you care....
5:53 pm
Joe said…
You should adopt Tim Daly, because I could not for the life of me think of who he was, then I vaguely recognized him when I saw his picture.

At this point, Mickey Rourke could probably use adopting too. At least he could use a shower and shave.
8:56 am
Dale said…
You've doled out just the right amount of love here.
9:19 pm
Tanya Espanya said…
I love that movie Diner.

"Are you gonna finish that?"
"If you want the sandwich just say you want it."

(I'm not sure if that's EXACTLY how they said it)
9:53 pm
Splotchy said…
You'll know your adopted actor when you seem him or her.

Don't be discouraged by Steve Guttenberg!
1:00 pm
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