The bloke playing Crumb looks nothing like him, but has The Laugh to a T. There's a terrific ticcy, grumpy and slobby performance as Harvey by Paul Giamatti, and a very nice soundtrack. It deserves the hype it's been getting. Afterwards, there was a Q&A with Mr Pekar himself, plus the wonderful Joyce Brabner, his wife (She is way cool...), their foster daughter, (The whole family blogs on www.harveypekar.com -)and the very talented Mr. Giametti, all of whom appeared fairly knackered and ropey, straight from being feted, no doubt, exhaustingly, in Edinburgh. Yes, Harvey is thrillingly rumpled, wrecked and inarticulate. Wotta man...I'm not used to being out of my anchorite's cell so 'late', and with the vino and the humidity, was getting a bit spaced and dozy by the end. Of course, now that I'm in, I'm wide awake, and glugging the ol' Vanilla Diet Coke, to ensure I'll be up and down all night, prat that I am. Why isn't there anything decent on TV?
I noticed on the way to the bus stop that there is a massive police presence around Trafalagar Square at the moment. Is that routine these days, or do they know something we don't?