Excelente entrevista com o crítico de arte Robert Hughes, por Rachel Cooke, no "The Observer":
Does he really hate being interviewed so much? He affects amazement. 'I answered all your questions, didn't I? What else do you want?' Fair enough. I guess what I really wanted, in my pathetic fantasy life, was for Robert Hughes, my writerly idol, to feign a modicum of interest in me and my questions. But it was not to be and, since I can feel my knees wobbling with the shame of it, I shake hands and herd myself into his lift. When I get back to my hotel, cheeks blazing, I empty the contents of the room's mini-bar -Gummi Bears, M&Ms - on to the bed, and eat them all in a desperate effort to comfort myself. Never meet your heroes.
Does he really hate being interviewed so much? He affects amazement. 'I answered all your questions, didn't I? What else do you want?' Fair enough. I guess what I really wanted, in my pathetic fantasy life, was for Robert Hughes, my writerly idol, to feign a modicum of interest in me and my questions. But it was not to be and, since I can feel my knees wobbling with the shame of it, I shake hands and herd myself into his lift. When I get back to my hotel, cheeks blazing, I empty the contents of the room's mini-bar -Gummi Bears, M&Ms - on to the bed, and eat them all in a desperate effort to comfort myself. Never meet your heroes.
