god save the queen...

I just watched Hugh Grant on Inside the Actor's Studio, and I'm so enamored, I have to get it out. He is FLAWLESS. It's ridiculous, how marvelous Hugh Grant is.
Interviewed by the staggeringly obnoxious James Lipton, who tonight must spend an hour kissing Marky Mark's oft-photographed ass, (Bravo, 8pm) Hugh had me in hysterics instantly, with his tale of the man who lived 2 doors down from his childhood home, and was found to be "chopping ladies up to bits and burying them in the golf course." I don't know why, but I find morbid humor charming. In fact, I find everything about Hugh Grant charming.
First of all, his full name is Hugh John Mungo Grant. Beat that.
He's so wonderfully British and self-deprecating. He confessed that he got into Oxford because some professor had a crush on him, and then into Grad School for the same reason. Big Surprise. I'd give Hugh Grant state secrets. I'd betray god and country for this man. He SHOULD be at Oxford, just so all the braniacs get to truly understand what fabulous is.
He has flawless taste in clothes, a divine accent, and the most fabulous hair ever captured on film. But his true beauty lies in his overwhelming charm. I found myself with my feet up off the couch kicking in the air, he was so fucking marvelous.
In the tragic Actor's Studio Interview tradition, people's shitty movies are always overlooked, as if somehow, when you're at the fancy pants Actor's Studio, all of your sell-outs and bombs never happened. You'll recall the offensive and insulting exclusion of the films Cocktail and All the Right Moves in the Tom Cruise Interview. Well, Hugh Grant was no different. We went straight from Four Wedding and a Funeral(1994) to Notting Hill (1999). Hello? No Nine Months? No Extreme Measures? No Mickey Blue Eyes? We're not stupid, Lipton. We notice.
The thing is, Hugh Grant has been very open in interviews, especially in the past few years, about his hatred of acting. He desperately wants to quit, but he's making gabillions of dollars and is an international icon, so it's kind of hard to give up. He was born with this appalling luck and natural charm, which he's clearly developed into an career, and literally everything has simply magically worked out for this guy. His stars are just always aligned. (Much like James Lipton overlooked Two Weeks Notice, I'm overlooking the unfortunate Divine Brown incident) What I can't understand is how Hugh can justify going on some pretentious interview show and discussing the intellectual art of acting, which he despises. It's no longer some great honor to be asked, anyway. My god. Marky Mark? Jennifer Lopez? Ben Affleck? Please.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I'd watch Hugh Grant recite the dictionary. I assure you, it would be a fantastic experience. But he kinda bullshitted his way through the interview by making fun of James Lipton, and telling hilarious stories, like that of his father's recurring dream, where he's being chased by a bear around a farmhouse. If I were an actual drama student hoping to learn something, as opposed to the celebrity whore I actually am, I'd be pissed they didn't get someone legit to discuss acting as opposed to the star of Small Time Crooks.
Although, you can't beat this:
When asked about some director he worked with...
"John is an Australian, and like all Australians...filthy." The crowd erupts into laughter, to which Hugh Grant replies, "...which is, of course, why I like him."
Hugh John Mungo Grant, marry me.