I am very, very, very old school when it comes to certain things in the digital era, I don’t do selfies at events or parties, I suppose it’s not because I disapprove, it’s just not something I’m adept at.
However, I’m really, really, good at eavesdropping. Overheard the night before the Oscars, let’s just say it was a private affair.
Can’t you just IMAGINE the conversation between Crowe and whichever thug at CAA he’s signed to (said with love – would sign with them in a heartbeat – remind me to tell you the story of opening the back kitchen door to Bryan Lourd at Carrie Fisher’s house some time).
RC: Noah? The character’s called Noah?
Agent: That’s right.
RC: So what does this guy Noah do? Bit of an old fashioned name for an action hero bloke don’t you think?
Agent: We like to think of Noah as the Original Man of Action.
RC: Strewth! THAT Noah?
Agent: Y-es.
RC: Wowzer.
Agent: You did play Superman’s father…
RC: That’s because it was a heck of a lot of money.
Agent: This is more.
RC: Let’s build an Ark, men!