Dodging Imaginary Bullets
My friend Jason recently interviewed popular and voluble playwright Martin McDonagh (The Pillowman, etc.) for the New York Times, and the results are great fun:
Sitting in the theater district restaurant Angus McIndoe, Mr. McDonagh appeared boyishly handsome with a can’t-help-myself grin that accompanies the most recklessly candid sense of humor to be found in a Broadway playwright. After a few drinks he mused merrily about what would happen if the elderly woman sitting at a nearby table pulled out a firearm and started shooting. If this reporter was killed, he said, he would volunteer to finish the article. “He was having fun when his face got shot off” is how his tribute would go.