Emilio Estevez And Charlie Sheen: Potty-Mouthed Journalism Critics
A couple of tipsters were generous enough to forward us a pair of delightful e-mails currently making the rounds in local media and industry circles, in which aggrieved Hollywood princes Emilio Estevez and Charlie Sheen took a moment from their busy schedules to offer LAT reporter Susan King some constructive feedback on her assessment of Sheen's effusive introduction of brother Emilio's latest cinematic masterpiece at this year's Golden Globes. Below, Estevez helpfully quotes the blurb in its entirety before sharing his critique:
From: [redacted]@aol.com [mailto:[redacted]@aol.com]
Sent: Wednesday, February 21, 2007 11:50 AM
To: [Susan King]; [redacted]@wkapr.com
Subject: from Emilio EstevezDemander in chief: Charlie Sheen took brotherly love to a new level of hokum when introducing the clip of sibling Emilio Estevez's overly hyped "Bobby" on the Golden Globes. Sheen gushed that the box-office bomb had been put "together with love and genius by the writer and director, my big brother, Emilio Estevez." Sheen then insisted his brother stand up, which a rightfully embarrassed Estevez did ever so briefly.
Susan,
You're a fucking asshole.
Very sincerely,
Emilio Estevez
Apparently cc'd on the missive was little brother Charlie, who was somewhat more articulate in his criticism:
——Original Message——-
From: [redacted]@aol.com
mailto:[redacted]@aol.com]
Sent: Wednesday, February 21, 2007 5:40 PM
To: [Susan King]
Cc: [redacted emilio address]@aol.com
Subject: sad sad sad sad sad sad little SusanHey Sad Susan - It must suck watching people do things you can only fantasize about. To spend your entire life watching the other kids play, knowing deep in your heart your parents LIED to you when they promised, "You can be whatever you want, if you just follow your dreams." Oh well, try and enjoy your daily nightmare .... And as my genius Brother so eloquently stated -
"Go fuck yourself."
c sheen
We'll forgive Sheen's misquote of his brother's eloquent expression of his dissatisfaction with King's work, as he probably became distracted by trying to contemplate the unending nightmare represented by toiling in a job unlikely to provide the kind of material wealth necessary to lead a truly fulfilling life, where even the most
mundane of tasks are performed by highly specialized tranny servants.