BREAKFAST WITH ASSHOLES 16: BEN AFFLECK
MALIBU – Ben Affleck bounces into the breakfast bar of the Hilton and glances around at the assembled diners before passing through the room stopping to shakes hands and say hello to each and every one.
So Fleckers! You’re in a buoyant mood. What gives?
Am I? I suppose I am. No reason. Oh could I have the grapefruit and just a a slice of whole meal bread lightly toasted with unsalted butter.
The waiter smiles and Affleck tells him to Ar-go fuck yourself. The whole room bursts into applause. Ben jerks up right and suddenly starts thanking his father, mother, Matt Damon, George Clooney for believing in him, before catching himself and sitting down again.
Sorry. Force of habit. Where were we?
You seem happy.
I cannot lie it has been a good year. But I can’t take all the credit. George Clooney believed in me and the scriptwriter Chris Terrio, God knows how he dreams up these stories. It’s just like the most incredible imagination.
It was based on a true story.
Get the fuck out of here.
You’re shitting me. Seriously. Wow! I mean wow.
Just then breakfast arrives and Ben busies himself with the business end of the toast.
I suppose that’s what all those questions were about. Now it all makes sense. Well, there you go. Wait a minute does that mean… was Pearl Harbor also … was that based…
On a true story, yes.
Motherfucker! Really? Christ, and there’s me thinking how clever these writers are and they’re just copying this shit down from like life.
That’s an art in itself.
Yeah right. What about Armageddon? No, but seriously, was Armageddon a true story?
No that was a made up story.
I knew that one. Michael Bay. Now there’s a genius for making shit up. Oh wait. Ben picks up his phone and speed dials Michael Bay. Hey Mike. Got a thought for you Armageddon 2 put this line in: Ar-ma gedding out of here! Yeah right.
What did he say?
He told me to go fuck myself.
Ar-go fuck yourself?
Ben looked at me with tears in his eyes.
‘No,’ he whispered. ‘Just go fuck yourself.’