Apparently we all have a doppelgänger. Mel definitely does because she’s an identical twin. Which is cheating. The point being how difficult it is to find your double, not phoning them 6 times every day to make sure you’re both wearing the same clothes. They’ve found some in a Spanish study. People who look probably more identical than identical twins (who always vary a bit). And they’ve also found a tendency for those seemingly duplicates, to share actual characteristics too. Like right/left handedness. Long/short sightedness. And whether they eat their peas first or save them to the end of the meal. Ok, I made that one up for interest and intrigue.

I want a good doppelgänger. I want Bradley Cooper. Paul Newman (not sure whether being dead for decades affects the doppelgänger standards). I used to think I had a striking resemblance to Arnold Schwarzeneger in Terminator. Then I started shrinking a bit so now I’m a bit more Danny DeVito. Hopefully not the version in ‘One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest’. I’d really like to be Jennifer Lawrence’s doppelgänger but that’s not really a conversation to be held in public. Though I reserve the right to ‘doppelgänger identity’ as I fucking choose!!! My mate Mark always thinks we look ‘identical’ even though I’m gorgeous and he’s dog ugly. The similarities end with ‘grey… lots of grey’ and glasses.

So I’ve searched and searched for this illusive double, my alternative lookalike and finally found him (safe presumption of gender in this case). And that’s his photo above. Could be twins.

And in my nightly (Mel’s bathtime) series of ‘watching tv programmes that everyone else ignored when they came out 5 years ago’, I’ve been doing a Sky Arts series (cos I’m very fuckin’ arty, ain’t I?) on movie directors. The Coen Brothers. Not doppelgängers but they do resemble each other and most other Jews in the world. And there were those movies. Blood Simple. Raising Arizona. Wonderful films, always different, always classy, always funny. Then, possibly… even though I hate to say it, its probably true, the best film of all time (!!!!!!!) Fargo. The movie which ‘got me’ when it first came out and has never let me go. Bit like William H Macy’s wife who they kidnapped. And then: The Big Lebowski. Possibly the coolest film ever, but I don’t know why, it just is. And now I want to see them all again. And again. And again.

Lucky Mel.

Happy Wednesday

A xxxx