42. This strikes me as another prime example of the Del Toro mystique. You imagine him in a room with people more famous than he is — and you can only imagine that those people feel very nervous, in awe, scared that they won’t measure up.
43. Dorff steadies himself, tries to casually say “Hey” to Del Toro. Del Toro looks up. “Hey,” he says. There’s a long pause: Maybe that’s all he gets. Then: “What room you in?” Del Toro asks. Dorff says 59. Del Toro considers that. “I met Bono in 59.” And then they stare up at the ceiling for a pregnant eternal pause.