Academy Award nominee Dev Patel and I almost share an April birthday. He said: “Also Shakespeare.”
While I resented his including another writer, he added: “I won’t do anything special to celebrate the special day. I’ll be by myself. Maybe do something nice. Or hide altogether. I usually spend it alone.”
Polite, bearded, flowing mustache, long hair, neat blue suit, rushed because: “I have to get back on set.”
Where, shooting what, who knows.
About his new movie “Hotel Mumbai,” he said: “This is about the frightening 2008 terror siege on the hotel in Mumbai. I’ve spent lots of time in that city. But going there is a special journey. Attitudes exist. Each time I am swept into it being a land of extreme juxtaposition. You must put up emotional walls to stay alive.
“And, of course, you cannot eat everything. Fortunately, friends live there so that’s where I had dinners.
“This is a nonstop gripping film. We stayed at the Taj hotel, where my intimidated Sikh waiter then humanized himself by pulling out a mobile phone and looking at pictures of his family.”
Taking on an entirely new ‘Voice’
From gangster to talkster. I’m hearing that Joe Cortese will play Roger Stone opposite Russell Crowe in “The Loudest Voice” with Naomi Watts, Sienna Miller, Seth MacFarlane. It’ll be Showtime’s eight-part miniseries.
Cortese played the hotheaded mafioso who loses his hat to Viggo Mortensen in the opening of “Green Book” and now says: “To understand this character’s mannerisms, I watched the documentary ‘Get Me Roger Stone’ 50 times. Maybe we even share a resemblance because all they’re doing is darkening my eyebrows.
“Listen, the only difference between a mob guy and a politico is their haberdasher.”
Read on lies & other tries
The world of icky books now brings “Why We Lie,” about a pol keeping secrets from the missus. Federal law clerk author Amy Impellizzeri says: “Everyone lies. We all lie. Like the Monica Lewinsky thing. One lied. The other didn’t. History treated both very differently.”
And the Stormy Daniels book? Nobody cared. Sellers couldn’t give the thing away. Probably not even ratty Avenatti, who isn’t even her lawyer anymore, read it.
About to creep out is “Kushner, Inc.,” which tries to vaporize Ivanka and Jared. Forever in the prepping, author Vicky Ward brought the idea to publisher St. Martin’s years ago.
And, wait, there was also New York Magazine’s organizing a roundtable pee-a-thon on DJT.
Dems lack decent field
Now to the alphabet soup looking to dribble on Trump:
Balmy Sanders’ head is already bandaged. Squaw Elizabeth Warren’s squawk goes no place. Gillibrand, forget about. De Blasio’s hustling states he never even knew were in the US. Cory Booker? I mean, please. And Beto? Donald’s ties are older. Terminal loser Biden got the spot but is really ready to lay himself down. Former Colorado Gov. John Hickenlooper’s name can’t even fit on a TV crawl. And Kamala Harris? My pedicurist has a better shot.
Kiddies, think not to even think to include NYC’s three-named zonko because she unfortunately missed the school bus.
George: “That blonde over there just turned 70.”
John: “Yeah, but her face only turned 25.”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.
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