I have never been keen on actors. I couldn’t get the crazyness behind Dirty Dancing and my girlfriends during college with Patrick Swayze, not only because I haven’t seen the movie at that time, it was also because what I was witnessing when they were reinterpreting the movie seemed completely awkward. They were getting hysterical about special scenes, putting their hands between their legs and making strange birds noises. I wasn’t getting it at all, man.
Brad Pitt, George Clooney or either Zac Efron never made my panties wet. A Mathew Broderick in War Games could have, but it was a long time ago and already forgotten…
Anyway, since I first watched Curb your enthusiasm, I felt I had a special relationship with Larry David. Even tho he had no style, he had no hair, he could look like my father, I couldn’t care less… I was fascinated by his character and the show, I found it was the most funny and witty T.V shit.
I also claimed at some point that I couldn’t be friends with people who wouldn’t like him.
So when I saw this poster while riding my bicycle in Paris, I had the chivers looking at what was happening there. Larry talking to a young girl looking like Cinderella, and certainly telling her how ice-cream was born and how it keeps you clever freezeing the brain.
How could you do that to me Larry ??
Of course I do NOT want to meet you, it would spoil everything, but I’ll go and check that movie.
Thanks to the Malkovitch bros who introduced us.
