During his Esquire magazine encounter with Sean Penn, Scott Raab follows the director-writer of Into The Wild into the Beverly Hills hotel and encounters Jack Nicholson, and they all retire to the lounge for drinks. Penn mentions that Emile Hirsch, the star of the Paramount Vantage release (and who gives his finest performance of his relatively new career), lost forty pounds over the course of Wild's eight-month shooting schedule," Nicholson "chuckles" and says, "I just played a guy dying of cancer and I didn't lose an ounce."

He's talking about Rob Reiner's The Bucket List (Warner Bros., 12.25) , and like I said a few days ago, playing a well-fed cancer patient doesn't work all that well. My 8.14 posting said that "the closer you are to the end the thinner you tend to be, [and that] even cancer copers with another year to go tend to look a little bit drawn and under-fed." But that's Jack for you. The chuckling, I mean.
Posted by Jeffrey Wells on September 1, 2007 at 9:30 AM
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erniesouchak
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Maybe he dies very quickly?
Posted by erniesouchak
at September 1, 2007 1:31 PM
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MilkMan
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Jack Nicholson is lazy. Always has been. He likes to smoke doobies and spank women with ping pong paddles. Nothing wrong with that.
Posted by MilkMan
at September 1, 2007 2:53 PM
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Aunt Sassy
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Well, now you know what kind of commitment Nicholson brings to his acting these days.
Posted by Aunt Sassy
at September 1, 2007 3:19 PM
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jeffmcm
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He didn't look lazy in About Schmidt, but he was undeniably coasting in The Departed.
Posted by jeffmcm
at September 1, 2007 3:24 PM
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BurmaShave
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His coasting is better than 90% of the hustling and busting ass in Hollywood.
Posted by BurmaShave
at September 2, 2007 1:24 AM