The other day I was browsing through old magazines, as I often do, when I discovered this gem of a cover, from a January 1952 issue of The Atlantic, depicting a mustached James Franco chilling on a rock next to a drove of deer.
OK, fine, it’s not really him, but rather an illustration for the magazine’s feature story, The People of the Deer, written by Canadian author Farley Mowat.
Had I not noticed the date printed on the cover — or the moldy, yellowed pages — I really would have believed it was him. It’s not completely outlandish for someone like Franco to grace the cover of The Atlantic. As a matter of fact, he is quite the intellectual, as evident from Tom Chiarella’s gushing profile in Esquire:
He’s already an emergent A-list movie star, a performance artist, a perpetual and enthusiastic graduate student. (Fiction writing, in the M.F.A. program at Columbia. Film student, enrolled at NYU.) He tells me he’s been accepted for enrollment to Ph.D. programs in creative writing. He recently got into the Rhode Island School of Design.
Still, if I were James Franco, I would add The Atlantic to his long list of cover shots. Come on, just look at the resemblance.