Stone's stardom rests on the knickerlessness of Basic Instinct; Stone as actress tries to revisit and retake that scene, but fails to rewrite its significance.
It is impossible to convey, in words, any idea of the hideous phantasmagoria of shifting limbs and faces which moved through the evil-smelling twilight of this terrible prison-house. Callot might have drawn it, Dante might have suggested it, but a minute attempt to describe its horrors would but disgust. There are depths in humanity which one cannot explore, as there are mephitic caverns into which one dare not penetrate.
Every grise of fortune / Is smoothed by that below.
That, Ed Miliband told the Evening Standard, was his wife Justine's reaction to the news that her husband had a fandom. Milifandom.
