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Brad Pitt: "I was boozing too much."

I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.

When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
 
Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.

That was a pretty great scene.
 
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.

When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

The dumbest fucking memes slay me for some reason.
 
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.

When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

This gets even better when it's a celebrity everyone loves. Like Chris Evans
 
whats funnier, rich white men or ghost busters?
Rich white men, always.
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Him being able to be in that kind of shape while drinking every day makes me question my decision to cut down on beer to lose weight.

It has to be just god tier genetics, you can't train your way out of a bad diet unless you are very lucky.

I know a few guys like that, sadly I am not one of them.
 
Him being able to be in that kind of shape while drinking every day makes me question my decision to cut down on beer to lose weight.

Nah dude, look.

A few years ago, I was in a circumstance where I couldn't drink any beer or alcohol and I didn't have any for almost a month.

In that month I went from 220 to 193. I didn't exercise or diet. It's just that bad for you.
 
I can relate to a lot of what he's saying. I'm a couple years younger than him and have abused weed and alcohol most of my life. And some people can just genetically take it and not look worse for the wear. I'm not ripple cut but a month or two of working out for an hour a day and I can get there. I couldn't afford hgh or hair transplants but I have no hair loss, some people just get a break on that. My 50 year old peers are like what the fuck being bald, fighting a belly every day. Meanwhile I'm eating a pretty bad diet and not investing nearly as much in general health.

I hope the best for him. Sobriety is something that I still struggle with. Quit alcohol pretty easy in my 30s when I had children, but weed has been my default reality since. Wish I could do more therapy. It's tough.
 
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.

When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

What is this?
 
I get he has access to super trainers and nutritionists but I am still shocked at how fit of an alcoholic he was. Wow.

I hope he gets full help. I've seen too many lives destroyed due to addiction.
 
"I'm here to dish all about my alcoholism and be serious for a second - hold on fire up that wind machine we need some sick photos to make me look introspective and free."
This made me laugh way more than it should
Good day to you sir
 
I hope he gets help. With all that money he should have access to some of the best therapists and treatment centers to get reasonably clean. Sounds like he's doing better though!

Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.

I still have scars from where Meryl Streep burned me due to this scene. There's only a handful of movies that completely roasts like 75%+ of their audience like that.
 
The biggest lesson here is that the avoidance of pain IS a form of pain. Much like the denial of shame is a form of shame.

Any attempt to escape the harshness of life only backfires. You're not really living until you can be fully vulnerable.
This hits painfully close to home.

THere's nothing I'd rather do than wear a $7000 outfit and cry in the desert.
Rofl, that's the dream.

I dunno man, this whole thing is cringe central
It's a GQ shoot so whatevs. If a silly photoshoot is the price for a cool introspective interview, so be it.

You dont seem to understand how contradicting this whole interview is. Guy decides to open up and spill his heart out to a fashion magazine while rolling up in sand wearing 5,000 $ shirts...

Yes, what an amazing opportunity to reach out... :/
Celebrity does celebrity stuff in exchange for a platform in a prominent magazine. Oh noes!

Maybe he should have had no fashion pictures at all in that fashion magazine. Maybe he should have done his own personal photo shoot of cigarette butts and empty bottles and shards of clay in big piles.
 
Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.

Bravo, one of my fav scenes in a movie, alongside when Duke and his men lit up that jungle.
 
Doesn't matter how rich you are, how famous you are, how much you have going for you - when you're trapped in an addiction, it's staggeringly difficult to dig your way out. Hope he's on a better path now.

This is so so true.
 
At first I was like WTF at the images, but then I read the thread and I'm still laughing my ass off XD
 
Big movie celebrities with alcohol addiction is the oldest story in the book. Maybe fame gets to them at some point and they cant deal.
 
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