I can recommend "The Devil's Candy," an account of the filming of Brian De Palma's "Bonfire of the Vanities." A certain figure is needed to play Sherman, a mostly venal, detestable guy who is the center of the Tom Wolfe novel. Really, William Hurt is needed. But Hollywood wants someone the world loves (even though the world shouldn't love Sherman). Hollywood goes with Tom Hanks. Sherman is having an affair, and he and his girlfriend strike a man in the Bronx--a hit-and-run! It's expedient never to acknowledge this, so the story seems to be about running from consequences, doing the wrong thing, all the time. Eventually, through a journalist, the truth is revealed, and Sherman gets a lecture from a judge, in the form of Morgan Freeman. This movie has been called one of the worst of all time, the "Ishtar" of its day, a major flop. The problem seemed to be that no one really cared for, or respected, the story, and so a kind of lukewarm n...