No. 76: Private Parts
A biopic that would have played better as fiction
1997, dir. Betty Thomas. Howard Stern has long been maligned as nothing more than a shock jock, and his 1997 biopic, based on his memoir, was accordingly received without much fanfare by all but hardcore fans. But the movie, produced by Ivan Reitman, does a splendid job of capturing the brilliance, defiance, and tenacity that had made its star a true media pioneer. Still, one wonders what the film would have been like had the studio followed through with its original intent and cast heroic everyman Jeff Goldblum as Howard Stern.
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