Sleeping Beauty
That lesbian kiss.. Romances with Robbie Williams and Darren Day...
Regular tabloid appearances... it was about time FHM caught up with
the surprisingly famous anna Friel. Luckily, she was in accommodating
mood...
It's easy to knock the people of Liverpool - especially when you're
far away, and the riot-loving savages' wild, deadly punches are
well out of reach. But for all it flaws - crime, Tarby, its proximity
to the rest of the country - Liverpool somehow manages to unite
its strangely proud citizens in a way that other cities simply fail
to match. Nowhere is this touching solidarity more evident than
on Channel 4's almost daily visit to Brookside Close; a curiously
watchable microcosm populated entirely by the downbeat, the depressed
and the beleagured - yet all still possessed of the same Dunkirk
spirit that kept grandad whistling while Mr Hitler blew off his
legs. Brookie is brilliant: in spite of the murder, the arson and
the ready access to quality imported drugs, its cheeky-faced provincial
populace can always conjure up a warm, friendly smile, and their
skill at plucking jokes from the grimmest of situations - a multiple
pile-up, say - is unsurpassable. Yet it's not its ensemble of cheery,
difficult-to-understand layabouts that the rest of Britain has to
thank Brookside for. No, it's Anna Friel, the staggeringly cute
elfin-faced beauty who set the show alight almost a decade ago with
her long-running stint as lesbotic dad-killer Beth Jordache.
Like a lovely old girlfriend whose memory lingers on through cold,
lonely nights, Friel - now 25 - has a very special place in the
hearts of Britain's male population: here's a woman who not only
set a soap first with an on screen lezzer kiss, but who has also
been kind enough to remove layers of undergarments in a number of
subsequent roles. Not that Friel can't act - despite a body of film
work that hasn't really set the world on fire (Mad Cows, anyone?),
the pint-sized Rochdale beauty has to be one of Britain's grittiest,
gusiest lady thesps. Take the missus along to her new film, Me Without
You, in which she pays the same character over a 15-year period,
and you'll see.
Today, Anna is entertaining FHM in a London bar just around the
corner from the home (a converted ballroom) she shares with boyfriend
David Thewlis, the bedraggled northern actor who starred in Mike
Leigh's Naked. Dave's alright by us, though: it's on his recommendation
that Anna opted to pose for FHM. "He says it's the best",
Anna states, correctly, winning her lover a surprise free subscription.
Long gone are Anna's tabloid-friendly days of nobbing around trendy
London clubs and staggering out of cabs with Kate Moss hanging from
her arm. She's grown up. Her own gaff is in posh Windsor, the snooty
Berkshire town which even The Queen is happy to call home as she
flees the smog-riddled streets of London. The relationship with
Darren Day.... the fling with Robbie Williams.... the much denied
alleged one-nighter with Jamie Theakston - is all water under the
bridge. And after an acclaimed stint on the New York stage in a
play called Closer (Jack Nicholson and Al Pacino were both in the
audience), anna is back in Britain, with her eye once again on films.
You missed a treat with Closer, though.... "I played a stripper
but I didn't actually strip", says Anna. "But it was so
revealing anyway. There was one scene with a settee and every night
for six months I had to balance my bum on one corner and put one
leg over there and one leg over there. My co-star's head - a bloke
- was right in front of me. So his eye-level was right between my
legs, and all I'm wearing is this tiny little G-string....."
Oh, the poor fellow......
Yeah - one night he said to me, "I fuckin' love that - it's
my favourite bit every night". The funny thing about tha play
was that you can't really see the audience, but every now and then
you'd see a face - and some of the faces kept turning up in the
same seats. I was thinking about it, and suddenly thought, "They've
got the best angle there!". So I got one of the crew to sit
in those seats to see what you could see - you could see a bit deeper
into the thigh and you got a bit of tit when I bent over. I couldn't
believe it.
You must have made the odd cock-up over a six month run...
There's this stripper scene where the guy gives me money and I'm
supposed to stuff it in my bra. This one night I wasn't wearing
one so there was nowhere to put the money - I had to stuff it in
my knickers.
In your new film, Me Without You, you end up at the skankiest party
ever. What's the weirdest soiree you've stumbled across in real
life?
It was about two years ago. I was in Bali on holiday - me and three
girls in this massive house - you could fit 40 people in there,
swimming pool and everything. One night we drove to a party but
when we arrived it was the most mental do ever - everyone had pink
or blue hair and weird clothes and there were all these strobe lights
on. You'd open doors and cupboards and there'd be people inside,
going, "Hi!". Most were Italian, we couldn't understand
a word, so we left after about half an hour.
So you and the three ladies returned to your mansion, and....
Well it had this amazing sound system, so we put some music on.
And then went skinny-dipping.
You hail from Rochdale, which is also home to Lisa Stansfield -
famously allergic to her own saliva.
How can you be allergic to your own saliva? I'm allergic to really
strong penicillin. I get a lot of acidic stomachs.
And terrible wind?
Yeah, terrible wind. I think I let that point escape within about
two days of meeting David. He was like, "You can't do that!
You've got to keep that private for a few weeks!". I've been
out with people who are really bothered about stuff like that: they
won't go to the toilet in front of you - they;ll say, "I'm
just nipping out to do the dry cleaning", and disappear for
10 minutes.
Does David do the gentlemanly thing and put the toilet seat down
?
Yes. But the one in the London flat is the most disgusting toilet:
it's got no seat or lid - it's broke. So people come round to this
gorgeous house, go "Oh, its lovely", and then when they
go to the bathroom they have to sit on raw plumbing.
Eddie Irvine once told FHM he nearly died on a toilet: he was shagging
a ladyfriend, the loo seat shattered and the two metal prongs almost
shot up his arse....
Oh my God! Fucking hell ! I don't exactly know how ours cracked;
we came back one night and it was broken, so I hope no-one was getting
it on on the toilet.
What the rudest memory you have of your old bedroom?
My dad walking in while I was having sex. He was really calm -
I remember he just stood there and said, "Do you want a cup
of tea ?" He said afterwards, " Well, what did you expect?
It was a great opportunity: you were more embarrassed than I was!"
And what about the poor bloke?
It was Darren Day!
Ha! Did you really go out with chimp-faced crooner Robbie Williams?
For about four months - and then he went to rehab. Then he turned
up on my 21st birthday again and I saw him for about another month.
We had a lovely time - he's a really cool guy. He's a total charmer,
if he likes someone he's completely committed to them.
So how did the Stoke warbler pull you?
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