Leeleepalooza

At this moment there are more Leelee Sobieski flicks being dropped on theaters than bombs over Kabul. Ordinarily I’d say that still doesn’t change anything as far as Leelee’s career goes anymore than a new Janeane Garofalo theatrical release is likely to make Janeane a major player, but I’m beginning to think that the constant mention of her name on TV through the trailers and talk show appearances is starting to weave “some pig” over her stall whether or not any of her new films do well at the box office.

What’s more is that, while audiences seem to be ignoring The Glass House and My First Mister, Joy Ride (of all films) might actually grant Leelee a small space on the Hollywood map. (The trailer makes the film looks like every throw-away teen horror flick I’ve ever seen, but people who’ve seen it say it’s actually pretty good.)

Of course, it’s far too early to say that Leelee’s beaten the odds and become a legitimate star while keeping all her clothes on, but like biological terrorism in America, a fully clothed yet successful Leelee is not just a theoretical threat anymore.