Close Encounter

Bumped into David Duchovny, almost literally, this morning when I ran across the road and between two trailers that were blocking the road by St Mark’s Church. Almost ran into some guy, dodged, looked up and it was the X-Man himself. Lounging around. I guess they must be filming Trust the Man, apparently it’s shooting right now as a romantic comedy about a couple in New York, or something equally tedious. Sounds riveting. It’s weird seeing someone in the flesh where you’ve only ever seen them as pixels before. There’s a definite visceral sensation of the mind’s image derived from a 2-dimensional projection morphing or being mapped onto a memory derived from a 3-d dimensional stereoscopic vision process. There should be a word for this sensation that’s different from conventional recognition.

He is a lot more wrinkly than on the screen, but definitely sickeningly good looking. And a lot taller than I’d expected. On screen he looks kind of short.