I just impulse-bought The Space Merchants on Amazon
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!
I really hate to appear/be cynical, but, here goes: is this about money?
Give me a few minutes and I'll weigh in with what appears to be an attention-seeking, overly long comment not even related to this post!
@Bobby Womack Well, there was the Noye's Fludde scenes from Moonrise Kingdom, so I think he's gotten it out of the way.
President Camacho approves.
Not that these folks actually merit a serious reply, but: should one of that cohort actually reach his "number," my guess is that the chances of him (always him) actually quitting are probably one divided by said number.
I would also suggest his wonderful autobiography Loitering with Intent.
I always thought he was rapping.
As aspirational spaces go, these have nothing on the trachea.