Pedro Almodóvar Says That Madonna Treated Him And Antonio Banderas Like “Simpletons” Back In The Day
Spanish director Pedro Almodóvar has been writing essays during his coronavirus isolation. They document “his experiences and the memories that have come up as a result”, which I believe translates to, “here’s some old-ass tea for you”. I looove vintage gossip. The statute of limitations is up, which means we get the true dirt in all its unedited glory! Thank you, Pedro.
In his latest essay, Pedro tells the story of the night he threw a big flamenco party for Madonna when she was in Madrid for her Blond Ambition tour. If you’ve seen Truth or Dare, you already know that Pedro invited all sorts of Spanish celebrities, but Madge was only interested in meeting Pedro’s frequent leading man, Antonio Banderas, because she wanted to bang him (fair). What Pedro didn’t tell Madonna was that Antonio was bringing his then-wife, Ana Leza.
Madonna decided how we had to be seated (there were a number of roundtables for my friends and her dancers). Naturally, she sat at the main table, with me on her right and Antonio on her left. And she sent Ana Leza to the table furthest away in that great salon.
That night, Madonna only paid attention to Antonio, who spoke zero English at the time (this was in 1990, before his Hollywood breakout), and had her team film the whole thing. Here’s the clip of that:
But Pedro says there was more to the story:
At the end of the dinner, Ana dared to get close to our table and told the divine blonde sarcastically, “I see you like my husband, it doesn’t surprise me, all women like him, but I don’t mind because I am very modern.” To which Madonna replied: “Get lost.”
A real girl’s girl, I see. Pedro says Madonna used all this footage without asking any of them for permission, and he thinks that if tables were turned, and he filmed her, she would have sued the shit outta him.
Madonna treated us like simpletons and I had to say it one day. She didn’t ask for permission to use our images, and she even dubbed me, because my English mustn’t have been that good.
Back to my story. At some point during the dinner, Madonna told me, “Ask Antonio if he likes hitting women” (I swear it was like that). I translated it for him. Antonio doesn’t say anything, he mumbles, and he pulls a face as if to say, “I am a Spanish gentleman and I’ll do whatever a lady asks me to do.” For me it was an eloquent silence and gesture. But Madonna wanted more. Ask him, she told me again, if he likes women to hit him. I translate it for him; “to hit” and “women” were two words that I was already familiar with in 1990. Antonio made the same gesture, which meant neither/nor, but that he was at the service of ladies’ desires.
I say this, first of all because it was true, and the most amusing moment of the night, but she didn’t deem it appropriate to include it. And there had to be a pandemic for the world to know what that dinner was like in reality.
Yikes, looks like Madonna was speaking from some Sean Penn-related PTSD (ALLEGEDLY). Even though Pedro was scandalized by their inclusion in the documentary, it actually introduced Antonio Banderas’ hotness to America, and he soon began acting in English films. Just a few years later he starred with Madonna in Evita.
So far, no comment from Madonna. But give Madame X a break. If she had to respond to all the stories about her being a mess, she wouldn’t have any time to produce her bizarre quarantine videos:
This shit reminds me of the experimental film course I took in college. All these idiot nineteen-year-olds filming birds in slow motion/black and white, claiming it’s commentary on the Iraq War. You know, art!