Kevin Spacey always seems to come across as fairly well-grounded and down to earth, especially when it comes to his work at London's Old Vic theatre, so it's surprising that the New York Post is reporting that on the set on his latest film (a straight to TV shit-fest called 'Recount') he is behaving like a mini-Napoleon with his
massive army of hangers-on (though he has yet to march on Moscow and stuff his hand into his vest).
"He's got bodyguards, several publicists, a makeup artist, a personal hairdresser, someone who's styling him," said a source. "There are so many people, it's ridiculous."
A personal what now? A hairdresser? Well that must be the toughest job in Hollywood. "How would you like it today? Balding, shaven or just the usual massive wig on the crown?" Naturally Kevin's PR man is defensive about the fact that he needs a massive entourage in order to film a movie for HBO in America, because that's his job and he'll get a tongue-lashing if he doesn't do it properly.
"A publicist, a groomer and security are there when they do press, just like they are for other stars."
Hmm. 'Groomer' sounds awfully close to 'Fluffer' doesn't it? He might be better off employing a 'Reader' who can go through the film scripts and point out that he hasn't done anything of worth since 'American Beauty'.