Aug
29
2005
He is so talented and good-looking, he would be forgiven for being loud and obnoxious.
Women love him and men have a right to be jealous.
Johnny Depp could have a supermodel on his arm any day of the week, but here he is on a recent sweaty afternoon at the Atlantis Resort in The Bahamas as gentle and sheepish as a sober nerd at a school formal.
Depp, deeply suntanned from six months in the tropical sun, has taken a short break from shooting the Pirates of the Caribbean sequels nearby the resort to stop by and chat about his latest film, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
He speaks in whispers, is polite and intelligent and is so sweet you want to give him a hug, or maybe a clip across the ear and tell him not to be so well-behaved.
It was not always the way, he says.
As a kid his mother had a special name for him.
“She used the term ‘hellion’,” Depp, on this day looking part scallywag pirate and part Parisian artist, laughs, albeit quietly, as he explains.
“I wasn’t obnoxious or precocious but I was curious. There were a lot of practical jokes. I got on her nerves basically. I pissed her off quite frequently.”
Depp looks part pirate because he has just walked off the Pirates of the Caribbean set.
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