When not moaning about being interviewed during an interview or ladding up to Jeremy Clarkson on Top Gear, Hugh Grant likes to talk about what a waste of space he is. We’re not going to argue.
Attempting to break the mould in a tumultuous career of playing every character under the sun, from foppish softie to foppish cad and everything in-between, Hugh Grant has just made a romantic comedy. It is called Music And Lyrics, it also stars Drew Barrymore and we haven’t seen it yet. Nor will we unless Grant’s publicity team chopper in the world’s biggest packet of Chilli Doritos as an incentive.
Despite looking a touch more Mick Jagger than he’d no-doubt like these days, Hugh Grant can still get bums on seats. Big fat bums belonging to ladies who scoff far too much chocolate and cry at EastEnders.
Playing an eighties pop singer in Music and Lyrics has afforded Grant an opportunity to give them something back. Instead of just saying “er, well, I, er, I am….er…suffering… er… from… er… Parkinsons,” he can now sing like an imbecile too.
"Singing and dancing was a bit of a nightmare for me to be honest. My friends think I'm a bit of a freak because I don't even listen to music."
Lord only knows how he avoids listening to music. Maybe Grant lives in a wooden crate just somewhere off the M4. Quite possibly he doesn’t like furniture either, so his next movie will probably be about that.
It’s a good job the lovely Drew Barrymore has taken her PR pill and knows just what to say.
"It was lovely to work with Hugh. He is a complete gentleman. Whereas I'm very optimistic he's very curmudgeonly. It works with the character."
Aw, now that’s nice, isn’t it? People getting along. Hugh Grant admitting he’s crap in his new film, Drew Barrymore saying that’s what he was paid for.
If that does not make you want to rush out and see Music And Lyrics then nothing will. Not even that giant bag of Doritos someone has just shoved through our door.