James Spader Made Easy
April, 1990
It's near dusk and James Spader is reluctantly showing me his key ring. The sky above Los Angeles has turned a photochemical pink, and the greenery that surrounds us here on this hiking trail high in the Hollywood hills isn't really greenery at all; after a long, dry summer, it's more like brownery. Still, by L.A. standards, this is a pastoral scene, a rustic refuge only minutes from the real city.I've asked to see the key ring because of a memorable scene in sex, lies, and videotape. In that mo...
