Went to see Zero Dark Thirty yesterday, and what I took away from it, barring the fact that it was actually quite a good movie, and the seriousness of the content and all, was this:
“That guy that got in the elevator in that scene? He only had a couple of lines? I don’t remember his character’s name? That was totally John Barrowman!”
My husband, who, I’m ashamed to say, has no idea who Captain Jack Harkness is, made a polite sound and didn’t really respond.