several years back, about a decade give or take a group of my associates somehow managed to get the real henry hill to do an after dinner speaking session at everton fc's goodison park. I was charged with looking after the now sober henry hill.
he was as sober as amy winehouse.
and was snorting enough beak to kill an elephant.
over the course of 3 days he went missing at every opportunity with typical addict excuses. eventually we got him to the venue after keeping him away from all gear and booze for a full 6 hours. he went to powder his nose and spent about 5 minutes in the gents. he then came back to the venue to be introduced. came to the mic got called a grass, told the audience to go fuck themselves then went over to his seat eyes spinning leaving us to placate tables of fellas who had paid through the nose for the privelege.
he later got his head back but it was an unmitigated disaster
as for the batts scene- genius to say the least. the whole film is cracking- the dialogue ace, the violence top. however in reality hills role was overblown. but still my fave fillum of all time
