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I could really give two shits about Hollywood, but this piece that sums up all the good parts from Joe Eszterhas's tell-all book is a must-read. Excerpt from the excerpt:

Flip to Page 337, on which Eszterhas details his one-night fling with Sharon Stone. They romp at her house in the Valley; he says "her body was doughy, too much peanut butter and Wonder Bread maybe." At the end of the evening, Eszterhas returns to his hotel suite across town. Stone wakes up in a panic, walks out her front door, and ambles down the street with a butcher knife. Neighborhood security personnel shepherd her back inside.

Excerpt #2:
Page 483-4: The director Constantin Costa-Gavras returns from Marlon Brando's Fijian island with some strange news: Apparently, Brando asks everyone who visits to provide a stool sample for his private collection. Costa-Gavras tells Eszterhas he declined.

As Instapundit would say, "Heh."

Posted by Bill at February 4, 2004 04:56 PM | TrackBack (0)