Thursday, January 14, 2010

The depressing truth about Michael Caine

He is my favourite actor. He can do menacing, charming, urbane, witty, rough trade. He has a great voice, a superb nose and he always fills the screen. Even in terrible films (yes, even Blame it on Rio) he is always watchable.

But now this: asked last month which book he would take to a desert island if allowed only one, he chose The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand.

(Portrait by Steve Pyke)


Chad Taylor said...

Not a lot of people know that.

Stephen Stratford said...

They do now.

Anonymous said...

Feet of clay?

Stephen Stratford said...

Brain of clay, I thought, which is why it was depressing.