My Amazing Interview With Julia Roberts And George Clooney (Money Monster Is Their Latest Movie)

Charlie Rose, you’ve got company. You’re not the only one who can get big name celebs to sit around a table and gab. You’re not the only one who hopes to ask probing questions. For sure, I’m not even remotely in your league. Still, last week there I sat at my dining room table. And sitting across from me were none other than the mega-stars of a cracker jack new movie, Money Monster. That’s right, Julia Roberts and George Clooney were in my house.

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An hour before they arrived I took a look at my notes about Money Monster. My wife Sandy and I had seen the flick a couple of weeks before, and it needed to be fresh in my mind. Wow, it’s a good one, a tight thriller. Jodie Foster directed. Clooney plays Lee Gates, the star of a full-throttle television show about finances called Money Monster. Gates’ show is a glitzy production, with bells and whistles and bright lights up the wazoo, dancing girls, and sometimes-party-hatted Gates making stock picks and handing out financial advice as he prances around the stage.

Doing her best to orchestrate the semi-madness is the show’s director, Patty Fenn (Julia Roberts). Good thing that someone with steel nerves and observant eyes is behind the scene, because one day a young, armed guy named Kyle Budwell (Jack O’Connell), who lost all of his money on a Gates stock tip that went bad, finds his way onto the studio set while the show is in progress and takes Gates hostage. The cameras remain on. The whole world is watching.

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“George,” I said out loud, rehearsing a question I planned to ask. “Money Monster takes a hard look at corporate greed and dishonesty and how hard it is for the little guy to stay afloat. Did you agree to do the movie because of empathy you have for the average Jill and Joe?” I knew that he’d like that query.

“Julia,” I then said to the air. “The hostage situation in Money Monster forces some of its characters to drop their facades and take deeper looks at themselves than they have in ages. Have there been circumstances in your personal life that caused you to do the same?” I imagined Julia thinking deeply before giving me an eye-opening response.

I was ready.

The doorbell rang at 1:00 PM. George Clooney and Julia Roberts smiled at me from my doorstep. Their limo, with its driver, was parked in my driveway. Who’d ever have thunk that a day like this might arrive? Here’s how it happened:

Not long after seeing Money Monster I’d read that Clooney would be in Philadelphia the following week to promote MM on a few of the city’s television and radio shows. A lightbulb went off in my head. I did some Googling and uncovered the phone number of George’s manager, Doris Do-right. I called her and, to my astonishment, she picked up. “Doris, my name is Neil. Rhymes with schlemiel, which is kind of what I am. I’m getting deep into my retirement years. Spend half my life intertwining my fingers in interesting patterns and binge-watching old episodes of Wheel Of Fortune and The Match Game on Netflix. And when I’m not doing that I bang away on a computer keyboard, writing articles for my blog. Anyway, one of the things I write about is movies. I loved Money Monster. Is there any chance that George Clooney would want to step outside the normal public relations box while he’s in Philadelphia and do an interview with an online publication — mine — whose readership is so low it’s pathetic?”

Amazingly, Doris didn’t hang up. I gave her the name of my blog. She said she’d get back to me. And she did, only 40 minutes later. “Schlemiel, I mean Neil, George is a go. He loves the idea. You live just outside Philadelphia, right? And is it okay if he brings Julia Roberts along? The girl doesn’t get out enough. George thinks that a visit to the Philly suburbs might be just the ticket for her. How about next Tuesday at 1:00 PM?”

As I mentioned, the doorbell rang. “Hello, Schlemiel, I mean Neil,” George Clooney said, extending his right hand to shake mine. Starstruck, I barely could raise my hand to meet his. He stepped in, and Julia Roberts did likewise. She gave me a peck on the cheek. “Humma . . . humma . . . humma,” I elegantly stammered. Luckily, Sandy was there to save the day. She greeted our guests perfectly, made small talk with them and then led them to the dining room table where a spread of cheeses, breads, olives, beer and wine awaited. We all sat down, began to nibble and sip, and then I flipped the switch to record the conversation.

My composure more or less had returned. “Guys,” I said. “Your new movie is terrific, and it’s an honor having you here. You’re doing me a big favor. My blog needs a shot in the arm. I’d be correct in saying that readership is down, except for the fact that it never was up in the first place. But a meaty interview with George Clooney and Julia Roberts no doubt will turn the tide! George, I’ll start with you.” I gazed into his luminous brown eyes and said: “Money Monster takes a hard look at corporate — ”

“Hold it, Schlemiel, I mean Neil,” George exclaimed, his eyes twinkling as he gave Sandy a sly wink. “We’ll get to the movie in a few minutes, but there’s something important I want to say. When Doris Do-right told me about the conversation she had with you last week, I got the feeling that I might be able to help you out a whole, whole lot. And I don’t mean in terms of your blog. I mean you.”

He reached into the left pocket of his sport jacket and pulled out a bottle filled with a truly dark liquid. “Neil, if you’re tired of  being a schlemiel, the contents of this bottle are all you need.” He turned its label to face me. It read I Don’t Wanna Be A Doofus No More.

“I started taking this wonderful stuff, one teaspoon each morning, about 30 years ago. It’s a life saver. You think that I was always a dapper, sharp guy? Uh uh, pal. I was a stumblebum. Just like you’ve been all these years. Girls couldn’t have cared less about me. My career was in Nowhereville. Forget it man, I was lost. Then I saw an ad for I Don’t Wanna Be A Doofus No More in the back of Cool Dude Magazine, and I ordered a bottle. It’s expensive, but it works. The company gets the ingredients from Amazonian jungles. They boil rare orchid petals in river water to extract their essence and add dried dung from giant bats and pulverized teeth particles from crazed boars. I turned Pitt, Damon and Affleck onto I Don’t Wanna in their struggling days. If I hadn’t, they’d be flipping burgers at Mickey D’s right now. Those guys used to be useless.”

My jaw had dropped so low I had to push it back into place. I started to speak, but Julia cut me off.

“What he says is true, Neil. He forgot to take his morning dose one day when we were filming Money Monster, and nobody could believe the change in him. George was shy, listless. The makeup and hair styling girls on the set were worried. They came to me and told me he’d had almost nothing to say to them, wouldn’t make eye contact. And when filming began later that day he couldn’t remember half of his lines. George and I are old friends, and he had told me about I Don’t Wanna a long time ago. So, finally I figured out what the problem was. Back to his dressing room we headed, and down the hatch a teaspoon of the magic potion slid. Minutes later, all was well.”

“Holy crap,” I said. “It’s a miracle that the two of you are here with me.” My eyes were misting. I stood up and walked to the opposite side of the table and embraced these people who had gone out of their way to do a good deed.

George and Julia were choked up, too. “I’m sorry Neil, but we gotta go,” George said, reluctantly, a few moments later. “I’m taping an interview at 3:30 at one of Philadelphia’s TV stations. And Julia needs to get back to her home in Manhattan. Schlemiel, I mean Neil, it really has been a pleasure.” He gave me a knowing tap on the shoulder, planted a big kiss on Sandy’s forehead, and left the bottle of I Don’t Wanna Be A Doofus No More on the dining room table. Julia, after hugging me and Sandy, led the way out the door.

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25 thoughts on “My Amazing Interview With Julia Roberts And George Clooney (Money Monster Is Their Latest Movie)

  1. Joyce May 24, 2016 / 8:00 am

    I definitely will go and see the movie Schlmiel! I really enjoyed the humor ! Keep blogging !

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  2. Still the Lucky Fews May 24, 2016 / 8:17 am

    You had me until you said you Googled George and got his manager. Knew you were putting me on because I Google George (doesn’t every woman?) all the time, and have never even come close. But I will see the movie. Love Julia, too!

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 24, 2016 / 3:06 pm

      What! You can’t find Doris Do-right’s number? I’ll let you know what it is.


  3. lindamclaren May 24, 2016 / 9:09 am

    You be monster, Schlemiel! How many “jaws” do you have exactly? : )
    Cute. I want a bottle of that Doofus stuff! One spoonful a day!

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 24, 2016 / 3:09 pm

      Thanks for catching my goof. I’ll edit the story and reduce the number of jaws.
      I’ve started taking one spoonful per day of I Don’t Wanna Be A Doofus No More. It has worked wonders!


  4. Sheldon Rothfarb May 24, 2016 / 1:01 pm

    This is far out and rather amusing- it seems like you were in the Twilight Zone- that magic elixir reminds me of the episode- The Night Fate Stepped In

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 24, 2016 / 3:12 pm

      Thanks for reading the story, Sheldon.
      I can’t remember that episode of the Twilight Zone, but maybe I’ll look for it online.


  5. Elizabeth M. Soltan May 24, 2016 / 2:45 pm

    Very clever article…I especially liked your reference to George Clooney’s “luminous brown eyes.” Andof course I agree that Sandy f is always a gracious hostess! (But anyone would make a special effort for George and Julia, who strike me as rather “real” people–they can’t help being glamorous, after all.

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 24, 2016 / 3:15 pm

      George and Julia were great. I’m glad I met them. And how else would I have found out about I Don’t Wanna Be A Doofus No More?


  6. Sara May 26, 2016 / 2:16 am

    Funny blog, Neil. I just wish you’d invited George Clooney’s wife as well. Maybe they’ll come back if you promise them one of sandys soups!

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 26, 2016 / 7:10 am

      You’re right. I think that a promise of her pea barley soup will do the trick!


  7. Alan NOTHERN May 26, 2016 / 12:11 pm

    Great and imaginative story, tho I didn’t believe it from the start as they were here in France – Cannes festival and a TV news program here in Paris to promote the movie. But I could sure use some of that “I don’t Wanna be…” elixir.
    Alan in Paris

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 26, 2016 / 12:30 pm

      I’m going to mail a bottle of I Don’t Wanna to you. I accept your thanks in advance.


  8. Cindy May 30, 2016 / 8:11 pm

    You used three of my favorite words in this story: doofus, schlemiel, and stumblebum (none of which you are, BTW). Question: Is Doris related to Dudley?

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    • yeahanotherblogger May 30, 2016 / 8:32 pm

      You noticed! — yes, Doris and Dudley are first cousins.


  9. CineMuse June 2, 2016 / 2:27 am

    Great blog thank you. I loved this film and my review calls it “a tautly directed hostage thriller with an outstanding cast, a gripping real-time storyline, and enough probing insight into the greed industry to have some social value.”

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  10. jeff7salter June 5, 2016 / 10:46 pm

    Enjoyed this “interview”.
    Cleverly done.

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  11. colleenldonnelly June 13, 2016 / 8:51 pm

    Come on…you’re that good? Yeahanotherblogger, yeah, you’re that good!

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  12. johnlmalone May 1, 2020 / 8:25 pm

    I love the way you set up these mock interviews, Neil, and I love your self deprecating humour and no, I have not seen or even heard of ‘Money Monster’ and I like to think I keep up with movies but this one gave me the slip 🙂 btw I could do with a drink of that potion myself 🙂

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    • Yeah, Another Blogger May 1, 2020 / 10:25 pm

      You know, I forgot to take my daily dose of the potion this morning. I’ll have to take a double dose tomorrow. The stuff works!

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