Film critic Rex Reed has passed.
Reed was one of the stable of popular film critics of my youth, occupying his own niche as what struck me as the New York branch of film criticism, where Siskel and Ebert were our reviewers in Chicago. I was unfamiliar with Pauline Kael until college, just for the record.
Reed appeared on television and in print as a movie reviewer. I confess, I'd read him occasionally, but as one of many voices. Still, he had a reputation as someone you should consider.
That said - Reed had plenty of well-documented gaffes - including an apparent psychotic break when Marisa Tomei won the Oscar. Like, I get his surprise, but doubling down and then tripling down?
Rex, my guy. Take the L.
In Superman: The Movie, he's working with The Daily Planet enough that he's chummy with Lois Lane. Really, the highest goal any of us could achieve. It's a fun moment in the movie, and adds to the Big City Paper-vibe of the first movies.

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