Hugh Grant revealed that not only does he think sex scenes are easier than sweet, romantic scenes — but he also actually enjoys them. Watch his Bridget Jones’s Diary bedroom scene in the video above.
“Love scenes are extremely difficult. You’re always within a millimeter of sentimentality and ‘yuck,’” he told W magazine. “But sex scenes are something else! The conventional response to sex scenes is that they’re horrible and not sexy and it’s all so unnatural. But I’ve always found filming sex scenes to be quite a turn-on. I like the experience of being in a sexual position when you’re not supposed to be in one.”
The Notting Hill actor, 56, also dished on another guilty pleasure: Dancing With the Stars. “Secretly, deep down, I’d love to do that show — it’s superb,” he said. “But — damn it — I consider myself too classy.”
The British star took some dance lessons for his recently released film Florence Foster Jenkins, in which he starred alongside Meryl Streep. “I also had to learn to dance the Lindy Hop,” he said. “That took four hard months, with ladies in leotards in sweaty dance studios in London. They had to train me like a performing seal.”
Grant’s movie roles have been few and far between in the last several years. “I have been doing less in terms of show business and more in terms of politics and having children,” the About a Boy actor, who has welcomed four children with two women, told W.
As far as politics, he recently took on British publications that had been hacking into the phones of celebrities and other high-profile people. “My midlife-crisis car broke down in a remote part of the countryside. Out of nowhere, a van pulled up. It turned out it was the ex–news editor of News of the World. He started taking pictures of me, and I was swearing at him, but in the end I needed a ride. On the way to my golf thing, he rejoiced in boasting about how he used to hack all these phones. I thought, Christ, I wish I had something to record this with — it’s dynamite,” he told W. “A few months later, a friend and I went to his pub in Dover, and we both had these spy pens on us. I got him talking again, recorded it, and wrote it up for the New Statesman magazine.”
