So last night I went to the Tongues on Fire film fest closing night to support Yam (the D'Archetypes are hysterical live -- Mango even did a whole spoken-word thing about women's rights while in drag) and then suddenly I see someone who looks vaguely familiar. You know the movie Dirty Pretty Things, about immigrants and dark doings in Hackney? (heck, that could be the warehouse) Well, I ended up at the bar standing next to this guy, who plays a vile pervy sweatshop owner who molests Audrey Tatou. She bites his willy in the end. Anyway, I couldn't stop giggling, because that was ALL I could imagine him as, this dirty old man. Poor dude, I wonder if he gets that often. :)