At the FunnyOrDie holiday party, John C. Reilly was looking pretty relaxed as he strolled amidst the sea of comedy nerds. I wanted to approach him not just as a movie fan but to tell him I saw his amazing production of True West in New York back in 2000 (the one where he and Philip Seymour Hoffman switched roles every few nights, and where I saw them in the roles that the Times liked a little less). Standing there in the chi chi Hollywood bar, I could remind Reilly that after that play I'd gotten up the nerve to get his autograph and, as a shy 17-year-old, had asked if he "had any advice for an aspiring actor." To which he replied, "Trust yourself," and a few of his post-show friends snickered over his shoulder and he cracked a wry smile. And at the holiday party, furthermore, I could demand, "And where has your advice gotten me, huh? Were you friends right to snicker?? I've been trusting myself for the last ten years, and what do I have to show for it?? Huh, John C. Reilly?? WHAT HAVE I WROUGHT?"
How do you think that'd go over?
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