So you are an actor and you play this part where you stalk your son and watch him have gay sex because it's totally foreign to you and you justify it as cultivating tolerance. But now every time someone interviews you they ask if it was a true story, did you get off when your son did, etc. And you just want to efficiently get the conversation back onto what you're interested in that moment but the role has just too much impact to gloss over. Man. it's just a job - I read the script to memory and the director tells me where to stand and how to say the lines, do you ask the guy who runs a front end loader at Costco what he was thinking when the pallet fell on the display of Ultra HD TVs? For fuck's sake, Robin Wright and Naomi Watts weren't pretending they were fucking each others' son for the movie. Yeah, this is about the shushing. It's using psychology and finessing the truth when you have more than yourselves living in a house. Many have done it successfully and boy do we love success. So I'm interviewing Anne Fontaine and not once do I ask her if she ever fantasized about fucking her friend's son. See what I mean? I've never been the smartest guy in a group (well maybe a few times) but like a diesel fitter in a bra shop, I eat what I make. Stella by starlight.