A Clooney-Eyed View of Fantastic Mr. Fox's World Premiere
The risers require attendees to climb some stairs and enter from on high, giving the arriving celebrity dignitaries the opportunity to wave to the hoi polloi gathered below. As it turns out, they'll cheer for just about anyone, so long as you take their photo. (See above.) Unless they were cheering out of confusion -- I could have sworn I heard someone yell "Jason!" at me. So in fairness, I yelled back, "Call your local cable channel and ask them to carry Bored to Death! It's a delightful comedy-mystery romp -- like Hercule Poirot but with hipsters! Do you know what hipsters are in England?!" At around that point, I was escorted inside to my seat by two security guards demanding to examine my credentials.