We spend a lot of time admiring Jon Hamm from afar. We wonder things like, “How does he smoke all those fake 1960s cigarettes without getting addicted to the movements and then start smoking for real?” There’s also “what kind of smalltalk does Jon Hamm have with his doctor?” and “Is Jon Hamm the only person who can walk into a department store without having perfume sprayed in his face?” and “what is it like to be the wife of Jon Hamm’s doctor?” But according to Jon Hamm, there’s someone who’s even more worthy of our fascination.
Hamm made GQ‘s list of Men of the Year, and instead of acknowledging the Men’s Warehouse was right in guaranteeing he would like the way he’d look in their suits, he spent his time praising his Bridesmaids costar, Kristen Wiig. He explained how when they were filming their sex scene together, Hamm was impressed with the way Wiig both constructed the shot as its writer and then went on to act in it. Hamm writes, “Bounding around in a flesh-colored thong, trying not to sweat all over Kristen while a hundred crew members are literally like, ‘Can we get this done, please?’—our embarrassment coupled with everyone else’s exhaustion lent that scene a particularly awkward sensibility. But it was inspiring to watch Kristen quarterback the team, be the cheerleader and decisionmaker, and then get in front of the camera and be hilarious. And surprising. For a lot of comics, there’s a persona they’re not comfortable revealing unless they’re performing. Kristen is incredibly shy; she has her hoodie pulled up and her sleeves pulled over her hands. But this is a woman who wore coconuts on her tits on SNL; she can go to the craziest, most grotesque places on the planet in character. Kristen came late to performing, and the way she rose through the ranks speaks both to her drive and to her wild talent.” So yeah, Kristen Wiig is great. But Hamm was the one honored, so where’s the article in GQ that points out how great the guy is who dons suspenders and a ponytail and plays the saxophone as he is being born? Where’s that guy’s lifetime supply of Lorna Doones?