I got a very big kick out of Charlie Sheen for a very long time. I don’t mean I thought he was a good guy or an upstanding citizen, or that I was a huge fan of Two and a Half Men. But Sheen himself was fascinating: a celebrity unhinged and uninterested in making himself warm and fuzzy to the public. He has never seemed admirable or even decent, but he was authentic and never boring. We imagined we might live the way he did, if we were powerful and beloved and exceedingly wealthy and free of conscience or any moral code whatsoever — sex, drugs, world-class hotels. And except for the occasional arrest or stint in rehab, he always ended up back on our TVs, hitting his marks on his top-rated series, playing a PG-13-rated version of himself.
But the Good Time Charlie we believed in was laid to rest by his mind-boggling radio and morning-television media tour. READ FULL STORY