Most people romanticize Old Hollywood as a time with decency and morals, but that’s all a bunch of lies because they were just as corrupt back then as modern celebrities. They just didn’t have Instagram. But if they did, Hollywood power couple Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward would have been known as the couple that enjoys LOTS of sex. But Paul didn’t really know how to please a woman until Joanne pulled out her Pandora’s box of treats to buss it wide all over him inside a special room they affectionately referred to as the “fuck hut.”
Paul and Joanne got married in 1958, and their marriage lasted until his death in 2008. Paul and Joanne showcased a united front of marriage and fidelity to the outside world, but behind closed doors, Paul was allegedly a hard drinking-hottie with a penchant for punany that spread for miles outside the home. The Daily Mail reports that in Ethan Hawke‘s six-part documentary centered on Paul’s life titled The Last Movie Stars, it’s revealed he was more than just a charming, beloved actor. His blue eyes gained him access inside the thighs of many thirsty women awaiting the sting of ecstasy that comes from sleeping with a married man. And Joanne was not a fan of it at all.
When Playboy magazine asked [Paul] about his reputation for fidelity, Newman famously replied: ‘Why go out for a hamburger when you have steak at home?’
In fact, Woodward loathed that laddish remark — it made her feel ‘like a piece of meat’, she said — just as she loathed other aspects of being married to Newman, including his alcoholism, and the fact that she had to give up her acting dreams to bring up their children while he, arguably a lesser actor, became a superstar.
She hated his philandering, too — indeed there was at least one hamburger. This loving but deeply complicated relationship, not to mention the restlessly unhappy personality that lay underneath Newman’s on-screen charm, is detailed in a six-part documentary made by Ethan Hawke.
Now Vanity Fair reports in Paul’s new posthumous biography titled The Extraordinary Life of An Ordinary Man: A Memoir, it’s come to light that Paul learned his super freaky ways from none other than Joanne herself!
Newman examines his relationship to his own sexuality and his feeling that, despite being viewed as a heartthrob by women everywhere thanks to films like Cool Hand Luke, The Hustler, and Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, he didn’t actually feel sexy until he met his wife, Joanne Woodward. He explained, “Joanne gave birth to a sexual creature. We left a trail of lust all over the place. Hotels and public parks and Hertz Rent-A-Cars.”
Since their marriage was replete with the kind of drama you’d expect from two Hollywood legends, their sex life was where the real Oscars and accolades should have been administered. And it was all because of additional help they received where their body parts auditioned for multiple orgasms in a very specific room inside their home.
In the memoir, he describes returning to their new Beverly Hills home one night to discover that she had fixed up a room off the master bedroom with a double bed she bought from a thrift shop and a fresh coat of paint. “’I call it the Fuck Hut,’ [Joanne] said proudly. It had been done with such affection and delight. Even if my kids came over, we’d go into the Fuck Hut several nights a week and just be intimate and noisy and ribald,” Newman wrote.
Now I can’t unsee Paul and Joanne entering their beloved fuck hut and ferociously tearing each other’s clothes off before Joanne starts backing it up on Paul like a cat on a hot tin roof. And you know what, I would prefer to remember him that way from now on.
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