by Larry Brody
Bruce Campbell dazzles Philly Comic Con
by An Nicholson
Bruce Campbell is like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride. He’s the acid trip you took in high school. He’s the unboxed Cat in the Hat. Heck, he’s the mad hatter without a hat. He’s a whirling dervish that never stops whirling. Unstopped and uncorked, he’s the madcap genie out of the bottle. If you ever have the chance to attend a Bruce Campbell panel, don’t ask questions — just GO!
Last year, I assumed I’d watch Bruce answer Burn Notice questions, reminisce on The Adventures of Brisco County, Jr. and remember Jack of All Trades. That didn’t happen. Instead I witnessed madcap insanity from start to finish, while I kept thinking, “Can he really say that to a fan? Isn’t he worried about bad press?” The response? Yes, he can. And, no, he doesn’t. This time, I stopped worrying and enjoyed the ride.