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Kristen Bell ‘turned down Russell Brand advances’

Kristen Bell threatened to kick Russell Brand where it hurts, when he tried his known womanizing antics on her.

The pair starred together in the 2008 film ‘Forgetting Sarah Marshall’ and during the shoot in Hawaii, Brand, still in his pre-Katy Perry days and thinking he might be in with a chance with Bell, sent his other female companion home and tried to work his magic.

However, none of it worked on the gorgeous Kirsten Bell.

“I made it really clear from the beginning that I would sock him in the b***s if he tried anything. So he was intimidated, truth be told,” the Daily Mail quoted her as saying.

“Actually, I loved working with Russell. I may be the only woman in the world who would shout that from the rooftops, but I did. There’s a secret Russell that he doesn’t show many people – one that’s really kind and considerate.

“True, he did say he found me repulsive and grotesque, but he realized saying stuff like that just got my funny bone. He’s a really sweet boy. Underneath that wig,” added Bell.

Kristen made her name in the TV series Veronica Mars, playing the high school detective, and went on to star in Heroes as the electricity-generating Elle Bishop, and is also narrator of Gossip Girl.

Kristen also admitted that had Brand once played a prank on her grandfather – making him a series of calls and explicitly outlining his liaison with Bell.

“I would have hibernated and then gone and beaten Russell up. Sometimes he goes too far and when you push the limit, there are consequences,’ she says, ‘Do I wish I could rip out the duct tape and just cover Russell’s mouth with it? Of course I do,” she concluded. (ANI)



10 Sections of Russell Brand’s ‘Booky Wook 2′ Katy Perry Will Want to Skip

Russell Brand and Katy Perry honeymoon in the Maldives, leaving their wedding by private jet.As you probably already know, Katy Perry and Russell Brand’s wedding — a six-day affair in India — was this weekend.

The happy couple is now honeymooning in the Maldives — that’s a blurry them heading toward their private jet, at left.

Like most people we know, they’re going to want a little beach reading, and, conveniently enough, Russell Brand’s “Booky Wook 2” is now out.

The sequel to the inaugural Lemondrop celebrity memoir book club selection, BW2 reaches Mötley Crüe’s “The Dirt” levels of raunch. Because we truly care, we’re giving dear Katy Perry a heads-up on what pages to skip and, for you, a map to where the “good stuff” lies.

Page 110: Beware Russell’s BFFs
It seems that Russell and best bud Matt Morgan shared more than a radio show — they shared women. While Brand insists that “our threesomes were all conducted in a manly bonding way, like a fishing trip — but a fishing trip where two pals simultaneously have sex with their catch.” Perry might blanch at the term that Brand gives these encounters: spit-roasting.

Page 115: The magic of the MILF
Actually, Katy might just want to skip all of Chapter 9, which is charmingly titled “Human Yoghurt.” But page 115 describes Russell’s affair with a lactating mother in which he, yes, drank her breast milk. But don’t you judge him, dear reader! “It was delicious — more savoury than traditional moo-cow milk — which before you condemn me is in itself a bloody odd thing to drink, and certainly the sexual element meant it was the snack you could eat between meals without ruining your sexual appetite.”

Page 145: Admitting you are a jerk doesn’t make it OK
While filming “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” Brand brought a female friend to the shoot in Hawaii. As he flirted with co-star Kristen Bell, Brand thought he had a chance with her and sent the gal pal packing. “I didn’t tell her why, likely I contrived some daft argument about a comb.” Of course, Bell ultimately had a boyfriend.

Page 175: When a threesome just won’t work
Apparently when you spend so much time with groupies, you can forget that you have one stashed in your hotel room as you simultaneously seduce one at the gig. There’s what Brand calls “the obvious solution of a threesome,” but what about when that’s not a possibility. Apparently the answer is to go to the hotel room, make up an excuse, grab your passport and book a room in another hotel. Katy might want to watch out for this move in the Maldives.

Page 182: The angelic description of the ex-girlfriend

Of course your guy is going to have a past, and you know that there were others, but that still doesn’t mean that you want to read that “Teresa Palmer is pretty … So beautiful that it seems like no one should be allowed to have sex with her; that her hymen should remain for alien archaeologists to peruse in the year 5000, when maybe they can quantify such beauty.”
(See also: the entire first chapter, which is an ode to Kate Moss.)

Page 200: Getting two women to agree to a threesome

This section, naturally, mentions Perry’s hit “I Kissed a Girl.” Brand gives readers a four-step process in getting a threesome going: 1) “Seduce one woman”; 2) “Make that woman feel beautiful and empowered and give her a lovely old-fashioned orgasm”; 3) “Ask if she’s ever kissed a girl before and, indeed, if she liked it”; and 4) “Call a woman with whom you’re already undertaken this process; unless your partner already has a girl that she’d like to involve.”

Kate Perry and Russell Brand Get Married: What She Shouldn't Read from Russell's Booky Wook 2Page 233: Awkward use of a gift from your musical idol
If you’re familiar with Russell Brand, you know that he loves Morrissey and the Smiths. Once he got the chance to interview his idol, and they struck up a friendship. Moz sent a fruit basket, from which “the grapes formed a glorious centrepiece in an orgy I was involved with that day, inspiring the unforgettable line, ‘I can’t believe I’ve had a Morrissey grape in my ass!'”

Page 268: The hang-up about Helen Mirren
We all know she’s a total babe, but Brand’s fantasy of Helen Mirren bathing him kinda squicks us out, especially when “Dame Helen would be vigorously setting about my prize-winning privates” and would end with “[tumbling] into a bubbly wonderland, all squeals and half-hearted admonishments, till thighs part and eyes roll.” That ain’t no way to treat a lady, let alone a Dame.

Page 274: The bacchanalian book tour
Is this a book tour, or backstage at a 1987 Bon Jovi show? With the help of his bodyguard, Brand would pick out girls via signals: “I am not proud of the morality employed during this indulgence, but one has to marvel at the efficiency … it was all the same: wristbands issued, rooms filled with women in their dozens, day after day.”

Pages 297–298: Worst threesome ever

In case you couldn’t tell, Brand really likes threesomes. After another incident of one too many women coming ’round, he starts out on steps one and two of getting a threesome going with the first woman and thinks that the other lady has slipped into the room and is, er, stimulating his backside. Unfortunately, the first woman suddenly shrieks, “NOBU! GET DOWN!” and we learn that, “I turned my head to see that my bottom was being licked by a bulldog.” This incident helps to bring Brand on the path to settling down with Katy Perry.

While Katy might want to skip these 10 sections, there are two important ones she should read. First is the dedication, which is to her and notes that this is his past and she is his future. And then, on page 82, are the words that any woman feels relief at reading: “[Courtney Love] gets a right drubbing in the papers, but she’s brilliant. We never had sex, because we became mates.”

Russell Brand talks about Bell in His New Book

My Booky Wook 2

by Claire Zulkey October 21, 2010
    My Booky Wook 2

A few years ago, comedian Russell Brand was a burgeoning star in America, largely known for a funny supporting role in Forgetting Sarah Marshall and for pissing people off with his 2008 VMAs hosting gig. His 2008 memoir, My Booky Wook, was a good introduction to the “spindly liquorice man, this sex-crazed linguistic bolt of tricks and tics and kohl-eyed winks,” a self-centered, self-mocking addict who could charm the pants off most people—often literally. In addition to being an honest reflection on addiction and self-destruction, Booky Wook was also a glimpse at British stardom.

Now Brand has crossed over. Thanks to two major upcoming films, Arthur and The Tempest, plus his wedding to singer Katy Perry, his fame has grown exponentially. His second memoir, My Booky Wook 2: This Time It’s Personal, picks up where the first one ends, but the transition is abrupt. By the end of My Booky Wook, Brand has completed rehab, and is still largely a celebrity in his own mind; at the start of Booky Wook 2, he’s bedding Kate Moss. Brand, a strong writer who sprinkled fizzy language throughout his first book like dragée, is most fun when he sums up his celebrity friends: Courtney Love is a “mad enchantress, a rasping white witch, barmy and opinionated and lion-hearted,” Juliette Lewis a “grubby sparkle of a woman; intense and pensive, crackling and sharp,” and Kristen Bell, affectionately, “Wonk-eye Bell.”

It’s ironic that Brand’s second book is subtitled This Time It’s Personal. It feels less personal than the first, as Brand is whisked along fame’s corridor. While it’s still funnier, more intelligent, and more authentically written than most celebrity autobiographies, Brand lost something between his two books, perhaps because he had less time to work on the sequel. Booky Wook 2 also feels padded, thanks to several pages’ worth of dialogue from Brand’s BBC radio show, angry letters from VMA viewers, and e-mails from Morrissey.

In My Booky Wook, Brand was merrily unapologetic about his various addictions, and in Booky Wook 2, he leads a parade of women through its pages, giving a first-hand glimpse at rock-star-level sex. But his upcoming marriage to Perry looms over the book. Even though she doesn’t appear until the last few pages, there’s a sense that Brand feels obligated to chide himself for his exploits, which occasionally feels disingenuous. Similarly, he occasionally attempts to take a sober look at wealth and fame, but again, it doesn’t feel like he had time to work out his true feelings on the matter, whereas My Booky Wook led readers on a leisurely, funny, sad tour through his ego via his verbose meanderings. However, as in his first book, Brand is an expert at aiming at himself first, like when he discusses how much tedious work making a movie can be: “When you see the end product all the pain and hard work seem worthwhile, like giving birth, right girls? Yep, that’s what I’m saying, [filmmaking’s] like childbirth. Only a lot more important obviously.”

At the end of My Booky Wook, Brand fans got an impression of what it’d be like to hang out with their favorite randy, overarticulate comedian. Booky Wook 2 is pleasurable in its own way, but lets readers know that Brand is now operating on a different plane. He may not be happy about it, but that’s how it is.