I don’t trust you, Clooney. You’re up to something. No one can be the way you are and not be up to something. I don’t know what you’re up to. But I know your latest directorial project is opening at the Venice Film Festival. And that doesn’t sit well with me.
The Ides of March. That’s quite the grand title, Clooney. You got an allegory going on here? Trying to mold some minds? Inspire a new wave of thought? So who is in this thing, anyway? Paul Giamatti, eh? And Ryan Gosling? They’re pretty good. There must be a =””>pretty big angle here. All right, I’ll bite. What’s it about? A political drama? Governor aiming for the presidency? Played by you, no doubt. And you wrote it, too! Adapted it from a Farragut North by Beau Willimon with Grant Heslov. Don’t stop there—why don’t you produce? Yeah. You’re producing all right. You think you’re so much better than the rest of us, don’t you, Clooney?
Sure. Everyone loved Good Night and Good Luck. Of course they did. A film about a victory over one of the most trying eras in our national history which was produced during another of the most trying eras in our national history. But I remember when you were on The Facts of Life. Remember Roseanne? I do. And what the hell was Baby Talk? So go ahead. Make your political parable. Bring it to Venice on August 31st. Wow the world. Let me know how it goes.
I’m onto you.