You know when you have those moments in life when the world seems to freeze, because you have embarrassed yourself so profoundly that you’re oblivious to anything else happening?
Yeah, that was me last night, meeting Hollywood royalty Jamie Lee Curtis at the premiere of her new film, Halloween.
It was a night I was so looking forward to, being a massive fan of Curtis, and the Halloween franchise. I’m a fan of every movie Curtis has ever been in – from Trading Places to You Again to Freaky Friday to True Lies – the actor nails each role, and is just a joy to watch.
She’s also been a fixture in the vast cinematic experience of my life – so she’s held a nostalgic, and special place in my heart for a while. Which is why I should have known better to say what I did.
I’m also an eternal fan of the Halloween films; the franchise has 11 of them, the first one was released 40 years ago, in 1978 and is of course, the best.
In the movies, Curtis plays Laurie Strode, a woman who spends her life evading psychotic serial killer, Michael Myers (Nick Castle and James Jude Courtney). She’s strong, and badass, and evades him many times, making her the ultimate heroine, and what’s known in horror films as the ‘final girl’ – the last woman standing.
So, last night.
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So I met the iconic @curtisleejamie tonight – an actor whom I’ve adored for years. This is us shaking hands. In a blaze of blind courage, I called out her name, and she came over, and I was so star struck, she had to ask me my name. And then I told her that Trading Places was the best movie – as we were standing at the Halloween premiere…and even though I LOVE the Halloween movies (and yes, this latest one is ace). Soooo…that’s why the footage of this moment will never see the light of day. But it was a life highlight for me (and def not for her). #HalloweenMovie
I arrived at the premiere, and was innocently standing on the curb outside the event when a black car drove up – and out popped Rickard Wilkins, and god damn Jamie Lee Curtis!
The actor was wearing a rose gold glitter pants suit and I have never seen a woman look more glorious in my life.
The awaiting throng of fans was silent, in reverence, as the icon made her way to the black carpet. Curtis stopped to sign someone’s Michael Myers mask, simply because they had called her over. I was watching, stunned, and then my brain decided to act on its own.
“Hi Jamie,” I called out into the silence. To my utter amazement, she turned around, walked over to me, and held out her hand. How I functioned enough to shake it is something I will never know.
“What’s your name?”, she prompted. In utter disbelief that she wanted to know, (and that I hadn’t thought to introduce myself like a socially-equipped person), I told her.