Saturday 16 December 2017

John McEntee: Posse of minders make the job of journalists next to impossible

After crossing swords with an unhelpful manager, John McEntee is nostalgic for a life before 'handlers'

In the dawn of my ramshackle journalistic career, I was dispatched one morning from Burgh Quay to the end of O'Connell Street to share breakfast with John Wayne.

At the Gresham Hotel there were no minders, no handlers, no publicists, no managers. No one, in fact, to impede the legendary Hollywood star when he emerged from the lift to greet me, a total stranger, in the lobby.

It was 1974. John was making a turkey of a detective movie called Brannigan in London and had taken two days off to fly to Dublin --his first visit to Ireland since making The Quiet Man with John Ford and Maureen O'Hara in Cong, Co Mayo, more than two decades before.

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