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| She shocked us with her sex scenes in The Lover - now watch for this beauty's even steamier trysts with Bruce Willis in The Color of Night. Jane March couldn't be sure: Were her moves the right ones? Barely eighteen, she was acting in steamy sexual marathons for the movie The Lover, and "I just didn't have any idea how to do a love scene," the young beauty admits. March had been chosen from a photo on the cover of a London teen fashion magazine to play a difficult role that entailed simulating passionate lovemaking on a Paris soundstage. She says she wept through the entire ordeal. That was more than two years ago, and much has changed: March is now a married woman, and she recently completed her second film, The Color of Night. In this erotic thriller, she costars with Bruce Willis, who plays a psychologist whom she leads into a maze of sexual obsession and deceit. Once again, March was photographed in nude embraces, but this time she was relaxed enough to laugh. "After The Lover, any love scene is TV - nothing!" Willis reportedly will reveal even more than his costar if the most explicit scenes shot for the film make the final cut - and March actually gave the macho actor some tips on the intricacies of on-camera couplings. "It was so ironic - I had something to teach Bruce," she says. " I would tell him, 'Come on, Bruce, position your body this way.' Really, doing a love scene is very technical." March's confidence was also buoyed when she fell rapturously in love with one of Willis's best friends, Carmine Zozzora, coproducer of The Color of Night and president of Willis's production company, Flying Heart Films. They met on the set, got engaged in just three weeks, and married soon after at Lake Tahoe. Willis and his actress wife, Demi Moore, attended, along with other close friends. "I fell in love, what can I say?" shrugs March, who had a boyfriend in Paris when she met Zozzora. "Getting married was the best day of my life, ever. We're just the best together. Indestructible!" "It was the most natural thing," adds Zozzora, who is thirty-five and comes from a blue-collar family in Delaware. "I've never felt anything so perfect." The fact that March got swept away emotionally doesn't mean she isn't still a very independent young woman, she insists. March has actually been fending for herself since early adolescence. She and her older brother, Jason, lived in the London suburb of Pinner, "in the kind of normal brick house that children draw, with four windows and a door." Her father's job - constructing models of rigs for an oil company - ended when the firm went bankrupt. At thirteen, she was selling newspapers for pocket money. Her mom had to go to work stocking supermarket shelves at night. "I didn't have her around and it was horrible," March remembers. Dad, now a woodworking teacher, was forced to take a variety of odd jobs, including one making coffins. When she was fifteen, March decided to try modeling - seemingly an impossible goal for a girl who was only five-two. She welcomed the challenge and did manage to get magazine assignments. "I wasn' t doing fashion shows, but I was working." By the time she turned sixteen she was earning "great money" and proud of her independence. Modeling suited her. "I don't know how to say it without offending anyone, but I didn't want to live and die in the same place. I didn' t want to have to work my butt off for peanuts with no reward at the end of the day. I wanted to see the world too, and I've done that." While modeling, she also went on casting calls for movies and commercials, but was making no progress until Jean-Jacques Annaud's wife saw her London magazine cover. Annaud, director of The Lover, was conducting a worldwide search for his female lead. March was aware of what would be asked of her in the role. "I knew the Chinese man would be making love with the girl and there'd be shots of me naked and him naked - I didn't know, it meant literally. I thought, Yeah, whatever. Turns out it was absolutely literally." When the film opened in Europe, she became an instant celebrity. British tabloids devoted countless pages of print to speculations on whether March and her costar Tony Leung had really made love for the camera. "I went crazy," she admits. Director Annaud coyly told the press "it's up to you to decide," which infuriated March even more. She says she realizes now, though, that his response was the smartest he could have given, because it made everybody want to see the movie. Those days seem far off now that she's in love. She and Zozzora have just returned to their home in the Hollywood Hills after a skiing trip, her first. Since their marriage, they have been driving all over the western United States, stopping at whim, in Las Vegas one night, a remote small town the next. Zozzora, who is trying to coax his wife into wearing cowboy boots, says, "I think I'm too rugged for Jane. She's kind of artsy." "I'm not artsy," protests March, who, at eighty-eight pounds, definitely looks delicate. "I did an art film. I'm not artsy." Zozzora looks fondly at his wife. "I married an angel," he says. "Oh, Carmine!" she scolds. "That's going to sound so tacky!" |
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