Wait… Scott Caan has a book of photographs coming out? And it’s described as “raw photojournalism”? No offense, but the younger Caan never much struck me as an examined-life type of guy, what with all the general carousing and Playboy mansion parties. In fact, he once showed up at the Four Seasons, where he was staying, for early morning interviews for some film, I forget which, in a long silk robe and slippers, explaining in roundabout anecdotal fashion that he’d been at a pajama party the previous evening and forgot to bring a change of clothes… yeah, seriously. Oh, the book is “directed at art connoiseurs, young Hollywood voyeurs, fashionistas and street-obsessed youth.” OK, well that explains it, I guess.