SECOND OPINION

I wrote an opinionated book (“Spike, Mike, Slackers & Dykes”). David Ehrenstein wrote an opinionated review (“Big Shots, Little Shots and Golden Boys,” Feb. 25). I’ve certainly learned that those of us who live by the sword may die by the sword. But fair is fair.

The final third of Ehrenstein’s critique is keyed by this sentence: “[Pierson’s] real problem is with someone he never completion-funded, Steve McLean.” Really? Was Islet someone else’s company?

I quote from the very prominent last paragraph (page 318) of the “Go Fiscal” chapter: “As for Steve McLean, and his plan to redistribute the wealth, Islet would be pleased to accept the first $200,000. That’s the amount we put at risk in ‘Postcards From America.’ . . . It will never recoup more than a minute percentage of its budget.” I was being optimistic when I wrote that about McLean’s first feature; it’s actually a 100% write-off. So much for my savvy investment skills.

As for Ehrenstein’s ironic and hilarious definition of an indie film socialist as “someone with the unmitigated gall to ask to be paid for his work,” I should point out that McLean did collect a salary as writer-director of his $400,000 film. And contrary to Ehrenstein’s attempt to saddle me with a “one strike you’re out” policy, I’m glad McLean had follow-up opportunities on my dime.

One final correction. Quentin Tarantino is not a “one-shot wonder.” To date, Quentin’s a two-shot wonder with, we hope, lots more to come. He’s a phenomenon. I’m just an observer.

JOHN PIERSON, COLD SPRING, N.Y.