After waiting in the conference room of The Four Seasons for twenty minutes, anxious to meet the most famous person I have ever met to date (but trying to play it cool), Matt Damon finally arrives.
Get ready for some serious ass kicking. Damon has been tough before, (whether it was by belittling a pseudo-intellectual in a Harvard bar, or whooping some Germans in occupied France) but never as hard-hitting as he is in The Bourne Identity.