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Sam Worthington seems like a nice guy. I have no concrete evidence to back up that statement. I’ve never met him. If I ever do meet him, we will be talking across the heavily-mediated psychological divide that separates journalists and celebrities. Moreover, Sam Worthington is a successful actor. Normal actors are usually half-crazy. Successful actors are usually hermetically sealed paranoid demi-god therapy cases. And yet, Worthington projects a vibe that can only be described as “pleasantly neutral.” You don’t read stories about him in the tabloids. Whenever he hits the talk-show circuit, he’s amiable and self-deprecating. He also has the fashion sense of a middle-aged suburban Jimmy Buffett fan: Witness the Tommy Bahama shirts he recently rocked on Conan and The Tonight Show. He lacks the polish of media training, and he has the endearing quality of anxiously rubbing his hands together during interviews. He doesn’t mind talking about Avatar, a film he started working on nearly five years ago. Moreover, he seems remarkably serene about his post-Avatar career prospects: When he appeared on Letterman in 2010, he joked, “It’s all downhill from here, mate.” Except you got the sense that he wasn’t joking, and he didn’t care. READ FULL STORY »
