Can’t quite put my finger on it… but there’s something slightly sinister about Susan Sarandon’s 33-year-old boyfriend, “Ping-Pong expert” Jonathan Brickler. Something beyond the milky pale facade and herp-a-derpish grin, something that strikes me as positively menacing. It could be the look on Susan’s face, as the goblet of wine spiked with paralyzing toxins slowly begins to take effect and she feels his bony fingers tighten around her neck. It could be that little puddle of drool gathering on his bottom lip, and the wicked sparkle in his eye as he thinks about what he’s going to do to her later in the crawlspace under his house. I get that she’s a cougar and she finds young men intoxicating but, my god, AT WHAT COST, SUSAN? AT WHAT COST? DO YOU HAVE TO DIE FOR IT?
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