Ridley Scott, Cohiba in hand, directs Gérard Depardieu in 1492.
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The last close-up done, Depardieu pulled off his gray wig and stood to a huge ovation from the cast and crew. An hour later, as the Santa Maria drew up next to the jetty, Champagne and a similar ovation greeted Ridley Scott, the Guv'nor, the respected captain of this exotic adventure. He was feted and toasted and hugged and kissed and endlessly congratulated, a might tough for anyone used to maintaining a stiff upper lip.
But it was a moment Scott might well cherish for a long time to come, especially on those rare moments between films when he can relax, put his feet up and enjoy a Cohiba. And if the heathen critics should fail to appreciate his painterly vision, well, he can always use his Cohiba to torch their bloody reviews.
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