Gen. George S. Patton, Wyatt Earp, Dorothy Parker, Charlie Parker, Truman Capote, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Henry Miller, Anaïs Nin, Richard Nixon, Jack Kerouac, William S. Burroughs, Jackson Pollack, Hunter S. Thompson, Jim Morrison, Carl Bernstein, Bob Woodward, Ben Bradlee, Howard Hughes, Katharine Hepburn, Johnny Cash, Isak Dinesen, Abraham Lincoln, Sergeant York, FDR, JFK, Malcolm X, Lou Gehrig, Jackie Robinson, Rubin Carter, Muhammad Ali, Peter Sellers, Marilyn Monroe, John Nash, John Holmes, Bonnie Parker, Clyde Barrow, John Dillinger, Al Capone, Mahatma Gandhi...
But DAVID FOSTER WALLACE?! You're crossing a line, Hollywood!
If only you weren't so terribly lonely in your estimations of "Jeff Who Lives at Home" and "The Spectacular Now", one might give greater weight to your curmudgeonry.
Needless to say (unless you really don't know) "Wallace's life" is not being put into these filmmakers' hands. I mean that literally and figuratively, because it isn't even as though a telling of his life is being put into their hands, or anyone's. It's a book by Lipsky, about one week in Lipsky's life in which David Foster Wallace plays a part, albeit an important one. The estate has no place to get upset, or frankly, to say shit about any of it.