When I heard that old Lionel Fanthorpe was going to be on last night my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I'm as sick and tired of his stories as anybody else, but as I listened to the interview it seemed he may actually be an interesting person, but because of George's inept, simplistic, buffoonery (yeah, I don't think that's a real word either) the poor guy gets lost in the muddle.
For instance, George mentions that Lionel was/is some sort of minister, "and you've performed a number of exorcisms." Exorcisms? Heck, that's way cool. I wanted to hear more about that, but George wanted to know, "why do people become possessed?" Huh? Yeah, OK. fair question, but only after we've heard all about the actual exorcisms, the head spinning, the vomit, the speaking in Latin, the fun stuff. Later Lionel mentioned he had published some sci-fi novels in the 1950's (the guy is seventy years old). Alright, that sounds interesting. What did he write? What were the titles? George blew it off. No interest. As far as George is concerned, Lionel Fanthorpe is his personal Night Before Christmas whipping boy.
I don't know. Maybe he is as boring as I use to think, but is the hands of George we will never know. On a different note Lionel asked George if he had seen Rosemary's Baby (I had just seen it last week for the umpteenth time. John Cassavetes rocks.) George said "sure" and then changed the subject quick. Then, while Lionel was talking about the new subject, George interupts with, "Rosemary's Baby was released in 1968." No shit Sherlock. The moment he said "sure" any monkey on a stick could tell he was lying. Sad.
