'Rupert Everett: My life with the divas' is a scrumptious, albeit lengthy, tell all about Rupert's ongoing relationship with Sharon Stone. He spews talk of Sharon's self absorbed process for getting into character, how to fuck like a mad woman and the ever present nipple prepper on set.
***All of this, however, paled into insignificance when, at dinner with Sharon early in the rehearsal period, I realised something that had hitherto escaped me. She was utterly unhinged. "Honey," she said in the middle of the first course. "Have you let your character in yet?" "What do you mean, Shaz?" I replied, slightly wearily. "Man, she came into me last night. She's right there." Sharon banged her chest with her fist, then opened her fingers and grabbed one of her breasts, shaking it with passion. A man at the next table nearly fell off his chair. "You mean Mrs Philby?". "Oh yeah! She is in such pain. I'm trying to live with her, but she's gonna take over. I can feel it. Once they take over…" She whistled and shook her head.
***The conversation turned to sex. "You know what I say when I'm f*** ing a guy?" said Sharon.
"I say, stop. Look at me." I looked at her. "Now. Talk to me." "Talk to you?" I asked, incredulous. "Communicate," she said. "What? While we're - ". "And now… go in and out real slow." "Oh my God, now I know why I'm gay."
***We both smoked a cigarette, while Sharon's hairdresser rubbed ice cubes on her nipples and a make-up artist covered up a few spots on my bum.
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