The last time I saw Hugh Bonneville, it was summer on the set of Downton Abbey, where he was pacing up and down the lawn right in front of the stately home of Highclere, looking slightly creature of the night-ish, in an ankle-length black coat over his Lord Grantham tuxedo, talking very intently into his …
If a person’s popularity can be gauged by the number of times his telephone rings, then Sir David Frost is very popular indeed. Every ten minutes, his rolling anecdotes are interrupted by the jarring blast of TRRRIINNNG! TRRRIINNNG! The volume setting is probably at its loudest because Sir David, at 72, is quite deaf now …
He’s as handsome as hell, no argument. He is morally questionable but mysterious, intriguing, compelling. He’s a coward who has chutzpah. He’s brilliant at what he does, partly because of his instinctive understanding of what makes people tick, but seemingly incapable of correcting his own psychological flaws. He drinks way too many martinis and smokes …