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ATTRIBUTION: Oliver Reed (b. 1938), British screen actor. Quoted in Sunday Times (London, December 27, 1987).
A visit to several of the more orthodox practitioners of the art met with flat refusals. The cab driver came to the rescue.
'I know who'll do it,' he said.
'Then take me there, my good fellow,' said Oliver.
The wasted talent of Oliver Reed:
|Devil of an actor|
A Hammer retrospective and close encounter with Oliver Reed:
|INTERVIEW WITH THE WEREWOLF|
Fallen stars, tragic lives and lost careers:
|Oliver Reed: Hyde in Plain Sight|
Loaded magazine interview with Oliver Reed:
|WHAT FRESH LUNACY IS THIS|
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At 3. 12am in the Watergate Hotel , Washington DC, on February 16th, 1985, I was awoken from a jet-lagged coma by the shattering of glass, and loud oaths. With racing heart I found the light which revealed an inebriated apparition fixing me with a rheumy and strabismic eye.
"On yer facking feet, McGuigan," it roared, huge hams of fists windmilling. "I'm not Barry McGuigan, Oliver!" I croaked, attempting to bring my voice down to a manly calm. He lunged at me blindly like a bull to a red cape and collided with a table, whereupon he came face to face with his reflection in the mirror.
Immediately he straightened, barked at himself and then saluted: "Reed, Oliver. Corporal 18th field ambulance corps SAH," he shouted as if on parade. Dressed in a rugby shirt and the trousers of an evening suit he sported also satin ballet slippers. There was a vivid gash of blood visible in his scalp.
Then, just as suddenly, he reverted to his pugilist self: "Come on, lady boy, let's be 'avin yer then."
Only one possible conclusion may be reached after reading this book and examining the evidence: that despite his homophobia, Reed was homosexual, or crypto-homosexual, or deutero-homosexual. He was always stripping off in male company and couldn't wait to expose his penis, which was tattooed with the design of an eagle. His kitchen cupboards had handles shaped like penises. His door knocker was a brass cock and balls. In pubs he thought it amusing to indulge in two-men kissing contests and, according to Sellers, was "unable to resist anyone in uniform".
|08 Mar 2014||Articles/Interviews: 2013. Oliver Reed: Starring boor with a bottle|
|20 Feb 2014||Guestbook: Updated|
|13 Feb 2014||OliverReed.net launched 10 years ago today, 13th Feb 2004|
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|16 Dec 2013||Guestbook: New|
|31 Oct 2013||Articles/Interviews: 1993. Stuntman loses case against Oliver Reed|
|20 Sep 2013||Articles/Interviews: 2013. What Fresh Lunacy Is This? - The Authorised Biography of Oliver Reed by Robert Sellers|
|04 Sep 2013||Links: Updated|
|12 Aug 2013||Encounters: New|
|07 Aug 2013||Trivia/Anecdotes: Page 9 updated|