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HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN?
Chances are you have. In many, many things. The X-Files. Due South. The Dead Zone. Dark Angel. eXistenZ. Battlestar Galactica. A million more. His name is Callum Keith Rennie, and for the last few years he’s been one of my favourite actors in the world.
Now there’s every possibility that he is, in fact, Number One on my list. The reason? He has a recurring role in season two of Californication, currently airing on Showtime in America. That picture is him in one of the episodes staggering about in his underpants, wearing a silk dressing gown and waving a shotgun, which he totally gets away with because he’s playing a burnt-out, sex-mad, rock’n’roll superstar who lives in a giant mansion filled with musicians either playing music or fornicating (this is Cali-fornication, after all).
It is possibly the greatest role an actor could ever hope for. It’s certainly the best thing Callum Keith Rennie has ever done, and he’s done a lot of good stuff. And it’s not as though I didn’t love Californication enough already – if you don’t watch it, you really should, because it’s not just about sex: it’s witty and funny and sad, and David Duchovny, too, has the greatest role an actor could ever hope for. (Indeed, when I passed by the premiere of the new X-Files movie in Leicester Square a few months ago, members of the crowd were holding up banners declaring “HANK MOODY FOR PRESIDENT!” and “HONK IF YOU LOVE HANK!”)
It’s an absolute joy watching Callum strutting his stuff week after week; he looks like he’s never had so much fun. I am so in awe of his brilliance that I thought I should mention it here in the hope that perhaps somebody reading this will check out a few episodes of Californication to see him for themselves.
Particularly if you’re a member of the Emmy selection committee. Best Supporting Actor In A Comedy Series? Oh yes. It HAS to happen.