The other night, when I was watching Enough Rope, I took pause to reflect how like Richard E. Grant is to my dear friend Johnno, in looks, charm and well-bred post-colonial accent. In a good mood, that is. Which was really rather interesting, because his characterisation of Withnail in Withnail and I reminded myself and others of our dear friend Johnno in a bad mood. (Alas, there is something of a good/bad Johnno dichotomy, but I don't think he reads my blog anymore, so...I'm being bad myself here.)
In fact, I thought it was an extremely good Enough Rope, especially since the interviewee had prepared so well with google searches, etc, and set out to turn the tables and interview Denton himself. Which was really rather nice, because you ended up with two guys talking about Deep Personal Things, tho not in some saccharine-yet-with-a-knife-in-the-guts-Steve-Biddulph kind of way.
Also -- also, also, also -- Richard E. Grant is a rampant diarist. Here's what he had to say:
ANDREW DENTON: ... You're still a regular diariser?
RICHARD E. GRANT: I am, yes. I think it's - you know, if you don't have religion or you need something that is meditative or a way of just saying this is what's happening, a diary is a very habitual and a good way of doing it. Also you earn money out of it, because after a while you can publish some of the stuff. But I seriously think it's a thing that has kept me sane. Also, keeping a diary is also a way of saying, "Today I went on Andrew Denton's show in Australia and I didn't think four people knew me from a bar of soap." It's a way of making something that is unreal, somehow real. That you're keeping a record of your own life somehow. I know it's egocentric to do that, but it has a real - it's a, sort of, pinch yourself kind of activity.
I really think he should try his hand at blogging.