Variety reports that a biopic is officially in the works about the kinky life and times of drug-addled freakazoid-funker Rick James, predictably titled Super Freak. The film will be based on the unpublished, 400 page memoir penned by the Rick himself.
Turner said James’ memoir (the estate would like to get the book published when the movie’s made) was rich with the story of a gifted musician who married funk, rock and sex and partied with just about everyone, “from Jim Morrison to princes to Prince, another singer he feuded with because Rick felt he’d ripped off his act,” Turner said.
Man no one partied like Rick — and the coroner’s report proves it! The nine substances found in James’s blood stream on death:
Accordingly, his death was deemed “accidental.” We deem it “due to a retarded number of substances in the system.” Anyway, he’ll live on in celluloid. And as always, we wanna know: Who’s best fit to play the Freak? And don’t say Dave Chappelle. Get creative, bitch!