Interviews

Watching Discovery channel (my favorite channel by far – except one that shows football of course) and it’s a documentary about Big Foot. Real or hoax, the many scientists, authors, historians and random experts discuss as they show one evidence after the other.
And with the evidence from the only existing, alleged, film of him, they even make scientific tests to decide if he’s gait is fake or not,
Walk back and forth, capture on film, sensors all over, 3-D graphics displayed on monitors and even a costume is put on this poor actor, forced to be remembered as the guy who replicated Big Foot’s deformed move. The only one who’s going to have harder time to find a job then him is his agent. Try to hire that guy in a romantic comedy and keep your job. Poor sod is destined to play this part in too many Scary Movies to come.
And the more I see the walk, the more I’m sure I saw him today. There’s an ideal drunk with the exact same gait outside my house.
He even sounds like Big Foot ought to sound.
But that’s not what amuses me.
What amuse me are people being interviewed in documentaries in general and this one in particular.
This is their prime appear. This moment is as good as they can look. That checked shirt is deliberately tucked into their misfits of pants. This comb-over is no mistake, oh no, it’s a crafted arrangement, nor was this goatee trimmed to align perfectly to his too chubby cheek an accident.
It’s all part of the plan.
And I love it all so much, suck it up like a kid around Christmas.
Next time I’ll tell you why football players are even more entertaining for the exact same reason when marching into the arena.
Only these people actually perceive themselves as handsome, contrasting these gents that are just amusing by sheer mishap.