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The filmography of James Spader is a veritable cornucopia of wrong hot, and there are many fruits upon which to feast; do you prefer his besuited, bouffant bad boy from Pretty In Pink? His preppy, powder-loving pimp from Less Than Zero? The silent scopophiliac from Sex, Lies and Videotape? Or perhaps his turn as subdued sadist in Secretary?
It’s a tough call, and there’s no real right answer, except of course there is, and it’s his characters in Jack’s Back. One word, friends: TWINS. (If there were more words they would be torturing and murdering, so best just focus on the twins part.)
On an semi-related note, when employing the device of rhetorical affirmation I never ask, ‘Is the Pope Catholic?’ or ‘Does a bear shit in the woods?’ I say, ‘Did James Spader wear white linen suits in the 80s?’ and I advise you to do so too.