“Call Me By Your Name” fans just can’t let go of that infamous peach scene.
Armie Hammer, who starred as Oliver in the Oscar-nominated movie last year, is currently starring in “Straight White Men” on Broadway, and he said that every night after the show, fans stop him to hand him a peach. It’s not a gift, though. It’s for Hammer to sign.
“The [“Call Me By Your Name” fans] who come, you can really spot them right away, and the biggest dead giveaway is, they will normally hand me a peach. Like, I get handed at least a peach or two every stage door,” the 31-year-old actor told Stephen Colbert on “The Late Show” Monday night.
“The first time someone handed me a peach, I was like, ‘oh, thanks!’ and they go, ‘no, no, no, that’s not for you. Will you sign it for me?'” Hammer continued, explaining that at first he was confused, hoping fans weren’t going to eat a peach now stained with Sharpie. “Then I was like, ‘so what are you gonna do with it?'”
“I mean, look, there’s obviously something they could do with it that would be more disturbing — but, the other side is like, they’re going to put that peach on a shelf because it has my signature, and in 10 days it’s going to putrefy and their entire place is going to be full of fruit flies.”
Colbert suggested the rotting fruit might be an “art installation,” and Hammer had quite the burn to describe that: “Watch it wither like Donald Trump’s presidency.” After cheers from the audience, Hammer added: “Sorry, Vlad.”
And in case you don’t get the peach innuendo that references a scene in the Oscar-winning film, let Colbert spell it out for you: “Well, with Donald Trump’s presidency, much like that peach, we are f—ed.”
Watch the full clip above (the peach conversation begins around the 3:50 mark).
12 Best Movies of 2017, From 'Dunkirk' to 'Call Me by Your Name' (Photos)
2017 was a strong year for cinema, with achievements that can be measured on many yardsticks: It was the year a Wonder Woman got to rock the seemingly unassailable superhero genre, the year a black sketch comedian became a massively profitable writer-director, and the year when Tiffany Haddish ascended to the comedy cosmos. Corporate filmmaking may continue to choke Hollywood (and a Disney-Fox merger isn't good news in that department), but this was a year when there was always something to recommend, whether it was blasting to the big screen or streaming to a smaller one.
The runners-up (alphabetically)
“Beach Rats,” “Blade Runner 2049,” “BPM,” “The Florida Project,” “God’s Own Country,” "Graduation," “I, Tonya,” “Ingrid Goes West,” “The Killing of a Sacred Deer,” “Phantom Thread,” “Professor Marston and the Wonder Women,” "Sieranevada."
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10. “My Happy Family”
Currently streaming on Netflix, this import from Georgia features one of the year’s most powerful performances: Ia Shugliasvili stars as Manana, a wife and mother living in an overcrowded Tbilisi apartment with her parents, husband, and adult children. She shocks all of them by moving out and getting her own place in this powerful and often darkly funny character study.
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9. “Dunkirk” and “Detroit”
Amidst the popcorn fluff of summer, we got two auteurist films that dropped audiences into the middle of historical brutality. Christopher Nolan’s “Dunkirk” was a suspenseful, staccato WWII story presented from a variety of perspectives, while Kathryn Bigelow’s “Detroit” was a hard-to-watch horror-show about police brutality in 1967 that rang all too true in 2017 America. Both films were illuminating, visceral experiences.
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8. “Personal Shopper”
This very contemporary ghost story -- where are those texts coming from, and how recently were they sent? -- reteamed Kristen Stewart with director Olivier Assayas, who previously guided her through the acclaimed “Clouds of Sils Maria.” Stewart is never less than brilliant as a millennial medium who is as trapped between life and death as she is stuck between career paths.
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7. “Brad’s Status” and “The Meyerowitz Stories (New and Selected)”
Mike White and Noah Baumbach strengthened their reputations as two of the leading voices of graying white Gen X-ers with these hilarious and heartbreaking character studies of middle-aged men facing regrets, paths not taken, and the angst of sending your kid off to college. Adam Sandler (in “Meyerowitz”) and Ben Stiller (in both movies) are given the opportunity to offer some of their most heartfelt, adult acting.
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6. “Marjorie Prime”
Lois Smith’s heartbreaking performance deserves notice, but there’s a lot more to this poignant and provocative look at the end of life and how we often become the unreliable narrators of our own lives. The extraordinary ensemble also features Jon Hamm, Geena Davis and Tim Robbins, all under the subtle and humane direction of Michael Almereyda (adapting the play by Jordan Harrison).
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5. “Get Out”
It’s a brilliant horror movie that follows the Blumhouse rules -- maximum scares on as few sets as possible -- but this chiller is so much more. Making his debut as writer-director, Jordan Peele crafts a prickly, hilarious and terrifying metaphor for American life in 2017; what Ira Levin did for feminism with “The Stepford Wives,” Peele does here for #BlackLivesMatter.
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4. “Their Finest”
Of the three Dunkirk movies I saw this year, this one’s my favorite. Unlike so many of the valentines to filmmaking we’ve seen lately, this one cannily sends up its subject -- wartime propaganda movies -- while telling a story that pushes all the same buttons. (It’s as stirring, funny, romantic and poignant as anything turned out by the War Office.) Gemma Arterton shines as a copywriter who gets promoted to the pictures, and Bill Nighy is, as always, a charmingly roguish ham, but it’s Sam Claflin who makes the most of his meatiest role to date, proving he’s more than just a YA crush object.
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3. “The Shape of Water”
A hauntingly beautiful salute to just about everything that’s come out of the Hollywood dream factory -- from monster movies to silents to musicals -- and the best movie Guillermo del Toro has made since “Pan’s Labyrinth.” Sally Hawkins suffuses her mute character with longing, Richard Jenkins upends gay-best-friend clichés, and the beauty of 1962 design hides men’s ugliest impulses in this breathtaking creature-feature romance.
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2. “Lady Bird”
Greta Gerwig has been dazzling art-house audiences for years in vehicles like “Frances Ha” (which she co-wrote) and “Damsels in Distress,” but no one was quite prepared for how lovely or heartfelt her solo debut as writer-director would be. Saoirse Ronan dazzles anew in this smart and unsentimental coming-of-age tale, and Lucas Hedges and Timothée Chalamet provide key support as boys who cross her path, but it’s Laurie Metcalf’s brusquely funny turn as a frazzled mom that allows this stage and TV legend a rare chance to shine at the movies.
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1. “Call Me By Your Name”
First love is awkward, and it involves lots of second-guessing and misreading of signals and badly hidden obsession. Movies don’t usually get that part right, but Luca Guadagnino’s 1983-set tale of a teenager and his slightly older crush traverses the terrain of the inexperienced heart with subtlety and sensitivity. James Ivory’s script (from the novel by André Aciman) and the two astonishing lead performances by Timothée Chalamet and Armie Hammer make this a romance to remember.
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2017 was a strong year for cinema, with achievements that can be measured on many yardsticks: It was the year a Wonder Woman got to rock the seemingly unassailable superhero genre, the year a black sketch comedian became a massively profitable writer-director, and the year when Tiffany Haddish ascended to the comedy cosmos. Corporate filmmaking may continue to choke Hollywood (and a Disney-Fox merger isn't good news in that department), but this was a year when there was always something to recommend, whether it was blasting to the big screen or streaming to a smaller one.