Did anyone ever tell you ...?
(This blog was prompted by James Roy mentioning the Robin Williams movie Dead Poets Society in his comment post.)
Do complete strangers ever come up to you and say something like, 'Did anyone ever tell you that you look just like X?' (No, not literally the letter X you dags, but X as in X = some famous person. Geez, what I have to put up with!)
Well about ten years or so ago it happened to me for the first time. I was in some teachers' seminar and a lady from another school came up to me and said,
'Did anyone ever tell you that you look just like Robin Williams?'
'No, on-one has ever told me that in my entire life,' I said with a smile hoping that the guys with the butterfly nets and straight jackets would get there soon and take her away before she turned violent and demanded I play a game of Jumanji with her.
But the thing is, a few months later someone else said the same thing to me. In fact over the past ten years I've been asked this question a dozen or more times. Sometimes it's not even a question, just a statement of pure conviction, 'You look like exactly Robin Williams!'
And there may even be more people out there who think I look like Robin Williams, but are too polite to say anything. Like once when I was on a plane a very attractive air hostess stopped by my seat and looked at me and said, 'Are you someone famous?' . I told her that I didn't think so.
Of course, if I'd been a younger man and single I might have been tempted to say something like, 'Weeeell I don't know about famous ... but you might be familiar with my work in Dead Poet's Society.' (Hey, I needed all the help I could get!)
Anyway to show you how ridiculous this supposed resemblance is, here a side by side comparison of me and Robin Williams.
See, absolutely nothing like each other at all. But hey, what about my amazingly wacky and daggy glasses? Oh ... wait a minute ... that's not me, that's him!
My son Joe on the other hand is convinced that I look exactly like Steven Spielberg! Now I'm pretty sure this has something to do with the fact the Spielberg is one of Joes's big heroes and he's probably suffering from some deep-seated psychological delusion that he is actually Steven Spielberg's son. To refute his claim however here's a comparison of Mr Spielberg and a caricature an artist did of me last year.
Like night and day, right? Exactly!
Now I'm taking the time to tell you all this really just so that I can tell you this ...
One day when I was in a shop getting some photos developed a man came up and stood beside me. After a while I noticed that he was glancing my way a bit and then he said to me, 'Made any good movies lately?'
Inside I was groaning to myself and thinking - here it comes, another Robin Williams sighting - but outwardly I was forcing a smile and saying innocently,'Me? Made any movies? Why do you say that?'
And then he said ... wait for it ... wait for it ...
'Because you look just like HARRISON FORD.'
YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All RIGHT! Indiana Jones! Hans Solo! Dr Richard Kimble! Blade Runner! Now we were talking!
I was so happy, that in my eagerness to give the man a big hug, I almost broke my leg tripping over his white cane!
But how right he was! Below is the undeniable proof. Me on the left, Harrison on the right. The camera doesn't lie!
I tell you it's like looking into a mirror, people! It's uncanny! It's like two faces carved out of the same block of granite by the same hand! It's like we were twins separated at birth, one of which went on to become a famous super-talent, beloved and admired by millions while the other one went on to be ... Harrison Ford. (Yes, an oldie but a goodie!)
Anyway, I've got to go now. I've got some important relics to track down. (da dadumdum! dada dum! dum!! dum!!!)
ps. Like George W. this is my final week in office before I get booted out. My last blog will be this Thursday. (Please, show a little maturity and sensitivity and keep the cheering down to a dull roar!) Anyway, if you're out there and haven't dropped in to say hello yet, I'm just letting you know that I've baked some scones and I'm having open dog for the remainder of the week. So, if you've got the time, pop on in.