The story of everyone's favorite star-crossed lawyer, Burt Pugach, and the woman he loved, disloved, and tried to dissolve, Linda Riss, is coming to the big screen.
For those of you who haven't treated yourself to Franklin, Rabin, and Green's Tort Law and Alternatives, the story goes a little something like this: Pugach falls hard for Linda Riss, who finds him pretty unobjectionable, as personal injury lawyers go, which opinion changes when she finds out he has a wife and kid. She dumps him and gets engaged to some other guy (forgot who this guy was, but let's make him a public defender, for narrative ballast). At which point, Pugach does the only logical thing, he hires a thug to throw lye in her face. She goes blind, he goes to jail and, upon his release, does the only logical thing -- wins her back and marries her.
Is too bad the professional "pick-up" types were not around back in Pugach's day because I'd give plenty to get my hands on the Say-Anything speech that brought her around.
Looking forward to its arrival in NY. The only thing that could make me happier would be a Sorkin-Mamet-Stoppard team brought in to punch up the dialogue.
And I'm not the only one who's excited. The film got a name check in yesterday's New York Times article about Lisa Nowak as a prime example of lovers and the batshit crazy things they do. I guess there's some kind of fearful symmetry to the acid in face/astro-diaper, but it'll take someone savvier than me to do the full exegesis.
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