"The first time I met Bryan Cranston, he was standing in his underwear. We were doing a photo shoot for a little-known network called AMC, and he was in a rubber chemistry apron, tighty whities and desert boots, while I was in an impeccably tailored 1960s suit, with slicked-back hair and a cigarette dangling from my mouth. Our shows hadn’t premiered yet. We were simply two actors, in costume and out of context. He was friendly, funny, gregarious, humble and lovely.” - Jon Hamm
Man Ray. Self Portrait at Duchamp’s Studio. 1919.
Globe is the last of the classic cinemas in Trinidad. I’ve seen movies at Astor, now a church, Deluxe, now Club Zen, Strand, now a bar, and the recently closed Palladium, but Globe is by far my favourite. Last night the Trinidad and Tobago Film Festival opened at Globe and it brought me great joy to see the old girl dressed up and full to capacity. It was bittersweet too because I know while the novelty of the cinema excited the hoi polloi, many of them won’t be back and Globe may one day join it’s peers. But here’s to you my friend, long may you live.