In 1998, midway through my stint as the television editor at Time Out New York, I decided, for no reason whatsoever, to pick one underrated cult actor and trumpet the hell out of him over the course of a few months. The only option? B-movie poobah Bruce Campbell. And so I scoured programming listings each month to find every Campbell-related appearance, no matter how brief or obscure, and then asked Bruce himself to weigh in on the gimmick.
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