You wouldn't think that the late, great film/theater/radio visionary Orson Welles and the bespectacled, abrasive grunge-era MTV veejay Kennedy have anything in common—but you would be wrong. For starters, each has a starring role in a new summer beach read: My Lunches With Orson: Conversations Between Henry Jaglom and Orson Welles, edited by Peter Biskind (Metropolitan, $28), and The Kennedy Chronicles: The Golden Age of MTV Through Rose Colored Glasses (Thomas Dunne, $26). From there, the similarities only get weirder.
…indulge in nasty gossip.
"[Katharine Hepburn] laid around the town like nobody's business. …I sat in makeup [with her]…and she was describing how she was fucked by Howard Hughes, using all the four-letter words."
"She is like a monkey virus and will infect you and bleed you dry after you've given her too much personal information, and no reaction, word, or deed from Courtney Love should surprise anyone. "
…have a penchant for backhanded praise.
"Larry [Olivier] is very—I mean, seriously—stupid. I believe that intelligence is a handicap in an actor. Because it means you're not naturally emotive, but rather cerebral."
"Kurt Loder could not have given less of a shit, he was easy like Sunday morning and had virtually no beauty/wardrobe/hair instructions for anyone and he looked better than everybody."
…crush on fellow celebrities.
"Gary Cooper turns me right into a girl!"
"[Dave Navarro] seared my lady bits with the testosterone lasers shooting from his eyes."
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