Article in the (UK) Daily Mail on Sean Connery. It's supposed to be a hatchet job on him,

[Joe Chi Minh]

but it's absolutely hilarious.

Working-class men aren't supposed to be hard-nosed businessmen, It's OK for golfers to ask for the earth and be given it, but a soccer player! Oh, no! Can't have that. They're mostly working-class types. And as for soccer players having grasping agents, Oh me! oh my!

Connery obviously takes great relish in smashing that little fantasy into a million pieces with a sledge hammer! Here's an excerpt:

"Young impressed on Connery just how important the chance of the role was and warned him in advance not to demand too much money.

He also suggested that as he was up for the part of a dashing and elegant old Etonian, he might consider putting on a decent suit for his meeting with the producers.

The contrary Connery arrived for his interview at Broccoli's office in South Audley Street, Mayfair, in scruffy slacks and a lumber jacket. It would have been hard to look less like the fictional Bond.

Broccoli later told how he sat amazed as Connery began pounding the desk with his fist s he made his financial demands, and laid down his vision of how the part should be played.

When the producers asked him if he would be willing to do a screen test along with the other actors they were considering, Connery dismissed the idea out of hand.

Neither producer was impressed. Fleming, who had been invited to sit in, was horrified. "I was looking for Commander Bond, not an overgrown stunt-man", he exploded.

Connery, with his thick and uncultured Edinburgh accent and his uncouth manners, was the polar opposite of the smooth Bond.

But Broccoli's wife Dana was convinced Connery had what the screen secret agent needed - sex appeal. "Women - and men - will love him," she said.

Beckoning her husband and Salzman over to the window to watch Connery as he crossed the street outside, she told them, "He moves like a panther." In spite of the serious reservations of executives at United Artists, Connery had got the part."

And here's a laugh, too. The final paragraph of today's instalment:

"But why such an obssesion with money? As we shall see tomorrow, it can be traced back to Connery's staritened upbringing amid the gloom of Edinburgh's slms and his deep-seated fear of returning to his povery-stricked childhood." ... so deep-seated he treated his interviewers for his first starring role in a film, which could have, and indeed did turn out to be the first of a blockbuster series, as privileged clents of his, who should basically be "seen and not heard"!

Here's the link:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1043417/Autographs-I-dont-paid--I-dont-sign--The-obsession-money-haunts-Sean-Connery.html#comments