I'm not a big fan of Sean Penn to begin with, but I have a special reason to know that I would be perfectly happy to never see him or his freakish wife in a movie ever again. Penn has won two Best Actor Oscars over the course of his dull, uninteresting career. One for Mystic River, and the other for Milk (which, fine, I actually did enjoy). I don’t begrudge the guy his successful, nearly-thirty-year career as a director and actor. I’ll never be a great admirer of his work, but I don’t wish death on the man. I’m not hoping to one day drive past him at seventy-miles-per-hour with a shovel in hand.