Guy’s got a film and a bag of tricks

Was it to get a first look at Samuel Goldwyn’s new thriller, “Revolver,” meet its creator and try to figure what Guy Ritchie‘s missus, Madonna, sees in him, chat up this missus in actual person, or grab that popcorn Andrew Saffir always serves at Cinema Society evenings, who knows? I only know a VIP truckload showed for the screening of “Revolver,” which opens Friday, Cindy Adams writes on the New York Post.

First, this psychological thriller about the ego, which Ritchie called his “favorite… a passion project” for the two years it took him to write, and which he re-edited following its London premiere: “This is all about tricks of the mind,” he told me. “Seeing it before an audience, I found it possibly too complicated so I decided to make it simpler. By default, this also made it shorter. And trickier. People like it when you trick them.”

While “the wife” – as Mr. Ritchie calls Mrs. Ritchie – listened, I asked what tricks he uses in their marriage. Once the laughter died down, he said, “She likes someone else to wear the trousers in the family – so I try and make her think that I do, even if I don’t always fulfill that role.”

This particular event was booked long back at a time mutually advantageous so Mrs. Ritchie could accompany her husband to the Colonies for press. They were flying home next morning. It was specifically organized for Sunday so she’d be back in England on Monday. Guy Ritchie’s Ralph Lauren suit was nifty. His sense of humor, easy. He’s handsome, cool, obviously can handle himself, and I now know what whateverhernameis sees in him.

As for Madonna, she was stunning. Her hair and makeup people were in attendance. She wore a size subprime Dolce & Gabbana black and gold shmatta with black patent Christian Dior heels featuring 5-inch gold metal spikes. So what happens with the bunions?

“I don’t have bunions,” she told me. “I have no problem with my feet. I’m used to these.” We discussed Camilla, who, after a hard day on a receiving line at the palace, goes barefoot to ease her lower digits. “Maybe that helps Camilla,” she said, “but I have no need for that. I don’t suffer from any bunions or corns or hurt toes. Listen, I dance in 6-inch heels.”

From the New York Post.