Dylan is on a couch in the living room, looking out of the window at a blue gradient of sky and sea, explaining what it was like to grow up in a place where everyone knew his father’s face. Dylan is 25, born in 1997. His early childhood coincided with the peak of Pierce’s box office mojo – the years of 007 and Thomas Crown. Later he’d talk to his father about these experiences – Do you remember your friend, that guy who dressed funny and hung out by the movie theatre every day? – and only then would he learn that these enthusiastic friends on the street were mostly fans, all of whom were strangers.