Funny how I actually served John Cleese at a certain Berlin five star hotel many years ago. He was tall, imposing and a dry sense of humour. I was supervising room service and on a very busy night, went up with his dinner and after knocking, he actually answered and glared down upon me, in a mock Jeeves tone, "You rang!?" I think of it more as something from 'The Munsters', but I never forgot that moment. Forget the acrimonious divorces wrung through the tabloids back then ( Early 2000s) , he was actually a funny and appealing guy. Not a sex bomb, but entertaining with the bonus of having a talent for obtuse facial expressions. Although I only met him once, I did hear that John Cleese was actually a regular at this hotel, namely because he was treated as another eccentric John Doe ( had a lot of them stay!) and nothing further thought about.