One of the things I like about Eisner is that behind the facade of a tough, often out-of-touch, back-stabbing, Hollywood executive is the soul of a privileged white kid who spent his summers at camp for privileged white kids. Michael thinks that’s why everybody likes him. In fact, he’s written a book about it and creatively titled it Camp.
Alas, since there are only so many people in the world who jones for witty memories of white privileged kids his book hasn’t been selling too well. But what are you going to do when you’re the most powerful man in Hollywood? Cry? Retire? Maybe turn it into a movie.
For some reason I don’t think this post will put me on Michael’s Vermont Cheese list. I don’t think I’ll even get a catalog. Although I do love Vermont Cheese.