“Don’t you have a lock?” Rose Byrne asks, her forehead under her bathing cap creasing with concern. We’re in the women’s locker room at the YMCA on 14th Street, steps away from the pool — the only pool, Byrne has informed me, that she has found in her decade-plus of living in New York that even comes close to replicating the spacious outdoor ones in her native Sydney, Australia. Byrne hasn’t been here in six weeks, ever since she gave birth to her first child — Rocco, with Vinyl star Bobby Cannavale — which might be why she looks so dismayed that I’m now holding up the works by forgetting something as obvious as a padlock. Or maybe it’s just that Byrne’s face — while very pretty, even in a bathing cap — is naturally melancholic, with its downturned pout and wounded Bambi eyes. Nonetheless, I feel a flash of guilt that I’ve delayed what might well be an innate Australian need to plunge into water by failing to predict that this YMCA, one of the seeming last bastions of middle-class decency in all of Manhattan, might be rife with pool-locker thieves.
A metallic clang sounds out behind us, and an elderly woman in a skort shuffles by with a walker. Byrne gives me a wry look, like: See? There’s an element here.
Which is a small but telling example of the comedic sensibility that has made Byrne, 36, “the most in-demand supporting actress for comedies,” as The Hollywood Reporter rather specifically put it. […]
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28 April 2016 admin Comment Articles, Interviews, Movies : Neighbors 2, Movies : The Meddler