first time I
saw a celebrity in the flesh, he was parked on a couch with
his feet on the coffee table, a glass of beer in his hand,
watching the news on television.
was twelve years old and the celebrity was a national pop
music star. A friend and I had come to their house on an errand
for my friend's mother, who knew the celeb's wife. Of course
we didn't dare come in and ask for autographs. We just peeked
inside the living room and ran out the front door, giggling.
But the scene stayed with me forever, reminding me that Stars
notably movie actors, have physically and mentally tough jobs.
Granted, they get well paid. But many of us fans behave as
if we'd bought their free time as well and, by way of thanks
for entertaining us, rob them of their right to privacy.
Willis' movies are just as enjoyable without "background"
information about Mr W the private citizen's household, politics
or sex life.