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They say that when sexual attraction sets in all other brain functions shut down. It’s nature’s way of ensuring procreation. My brain shut down last week — and for a Hollywood actress, to boot. Of German extraction, Sandra Bullock is not the classic Aryan goddess, but most attractive in the flesh, more so than on the screen. I ran into her at the birthday party of Michael Mailer, who threw the bash in his father’s old house in Brooklyn, a wonderful location overlooking New York harbour, a place that brought back many memories of wild nights with Norman. Jimmy Toback, the director of Harvey Keitel’s gem of a movie, Fingers — the only American film ever remade as a French movie — and the screenwriter for Bugsy, has directed some of Michael’s films, so we talked about sons and old movies. (Jimmy is an avid Spectator reader and likes it when I make it obvious how much I love my son, as he has an 11-year-old.)
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