I found myself wandering around Broadway the other day, noted that Bryan Cranston was headlining a new show called ‘All the Way,’ and figured I’d stop by to say hello to a good friend.
And, so I did.
Here’s a pic of Bryan and me chillin’ in his backstage dressing room after his exhausting, virtuoso performance as President Lyndon B. Johnson.
Truth be told, my brother-in-law is also starring in the play, and arranged for the après show tete-a-tete with Mr. Cranston.
I must tell you Bryan is one of the meekest, mildest and unassuming stars I’ve ever met. He couldn’t have been more gracious, and happily answered all of my Breaking Bad-related questions, including:
– Is your dressing room equipped with a meth lab?
– Are Hank and Gomey casing the joint, and about to arrest us?
– Is Walter, Jr., your understudy?
While Cranston was all-too-happy to field questions about his nonpareil cable series, it was clear he was still very much in LBJ-mode.
In fact, he’d decorated his dressing room to resemble a mini LBJ ranch, replete with a set of longhorns and a Texas state flag.
It’s nice to know that, in an entertainment industry dominated by boorish, sleazy asses such as Justin Bieber, Lindsay Lohan and Miley Cyrus, there’s still someone like Bryan Cranston. Here’s a guy who is white hot at the moment, and at the absolute peak of his career. Yet, he seemed genuinely flattered to know I was so familiar with his work.
I guess in some, rare cases, the bigger they are, the nicer they are. Operative phrase: in some, rare cases.