After rabid rooting and screams of unbridled lust from the guard-railed public, Cumberbatch escapes to Grey Goose
Soho House Toronto, where he proceeds to plop down onto one of the private club’s velvet chesterfields. A
Sherlock moment if we ever saw one. English actress
Juno Temple pops over to chat up her former co-star, sharing conspiratorial winks and giggles next to the cozy fireplace.
At one point, he spontaneously drops a few dance moves with co-star
Alicia Vikander, perhaps an homage to the plucky dance scene in
The Fifth Estate, where Assange is labelled “an octopus” on the dance floor. His parochial moves were a delightful contrast to a fist-pumping
Michael Fassbender, dressed monochromatically in a black sweater and jeans, surrounded by eight women by the bar, dancing to R. Kelly’s “Ignition”. Social surrealism at its best. He only paused from time to time to whisper in the ear of Colin Hanks, son of
Tom Hanks. Future co-stars in the making?