January 20th, 2016.
Unaccountably, for yet another year I find myself in London doing movie premieres. I guess I'll keep doing them as long as I have no supermodels to date, or otherwise nothing better to do. And this particular evening, it was cold and dark and I had an evening phone conference with the USA scheduled....
... so in other words, I had nothing better to do. Here's how it went down:
A short while later...
So I'm going to be honest, that was not a pleasant way to spend nearly 4 freezing hours. I don't mind stars disliking fans, and I definitely don't mind stars declining to autograph for dealers, and in principle I don't even care if stars don't pose for the paparazzi in preference to breezing into an event, staying for ten minutes, then hightailing it to the afterparty or whatever.
What I dislike is that events like this happen, and get called premieres, and have barriers and numbering systems and partial road closures and some degree of (for want of a better word 'promised') organisation, to imply that there is a purpose to this ... this thing.
That wasn't in evidence here... and what was worse was the behaviour of the ongoing colossally thuggish, unrestrained behaviour of autograph dealers operating with all but explicit approval of event security who seem to be there mostly to *appear* to be doing a job rather than actually doing one. That's downright appalling.
So.... welcome to 2016, I guess?.... with +1 for the Archive of Premieres, and another one scheduled for next week. I kind of wish I was back in Australia/Japan...
Mind you, those mulled wines afterwards WERE fantastic.
Until next time!
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