If there's such a thing as the exemplary Esquire man, George Clooney is probably it. A guy's guy. Comfortable in his own skin. The actor first graced our cover in 1999 under the cover line "A Man Among Men," when he was adapting—gracefully, of course—to his exploding fame. And he's returned to our pages many times during his extraordinary career. For our latest cover story, we visited the star at a new stage in his life and found that, yes, it's still great to be George Clooney. Still, something's nagging at him. – Brian O'Keefe, executive editor Plus: |
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He's having a career for the ages. He has two adorable kids, a brilliant and beautiful wife, plenty of money, and still has his hair. There's just one problem. |
George Clooney hunches over his plate on the coffee table, poking his fork in the air as he chews a tomato ravioli. He's talking about his excellent head trip of a new film, Jay Kelly, in which he plays an aging movie star whose life might not be as great as he thinks it is. Clooney's parents are in their late eighties and early nineties, back home in Augusta, Kentucky. His dad still goes to the pub in the evening, gets some dinner, throws back a little whiskey. George and Amal are trying to figure if they can somehow get his folks here to Lake Como one last time—he thinks it would be the last time. There's urgency there. He thinks it might have to be this year. Clooney? He's suspended between youth and age. His wife is forty-seven. His father's ninety-one. His children are eight. Nick, his dad, was a TV news anchor and talk-show host in Cincinnati. Clooney thought about that as a career, but the work of it, the asking questions of others, didn't much interest him, nor did being compared with his father, local celebrity Nick Clooney. He worries about having kids who will forever be the children of famous parents. As he sometimes does in serious moments, he makes an unfunny point in a funny way. He says, "The only thing I feel lucky about is that I'm so much older that the idea that my son would be compared to me is pretty unlikely, because by the time he actually will have done anything, I'm gonna be gumming my bread." |
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| Detectives, I cracked the case. I don't want to pat myself on the back too much, but my efforts rewinding and rewatching the failed sting in Task episode 4 were fully rewarded this week. I caught the mole in the task force. That's right folks, the cellphone switcheroo didn't go unnoticed by this viewer. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait as long as Philadelphia's Process Era to reap my rewards. |
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The Tilly phenomenon sparked a hullabaloo in Hollywood after tech start-up Particle6 began hyping this so-called "AI actor" as the world's next breakthrough superstar. This digital creation looks like a relatively photo-real twenty-something white brunette, the type you might cast as "sweet kindergarten teacher" or "non-mean sorority sister" in a movie or TV show. But there is someone else, someone from a quarter-century ago, that she calls to mind. |
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