alexa BlackBook: The Naughty List: ‘Walking Dead’ Star Norman Reedus Gets into the Holiday Spirit with Marilyn Manson

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OF course actor Norman Reedus and Marilyn Manson would go way back. The star of The Walking Dead and the musical antichrist used to run in the same LA circles during their “Superstar Girlfriend” periods in the late ’90s, when Manson was dating actress Rose McGowan and Reedus was with supermodel Helena Christensen.

A couple of decades later, Reedus has been chasing flesh-eaters for eight seasons on The Walking Dead, while Manson has branched out into TV himself, appearing on Sons of Anarchy and the supernatural Salem. Both 48, they’re now also partially bionic: Manson had steel pins put in his leg after he was injured this fall by a falling prop during his sold-out tour. Reedus’ titanium eye socket came courtesy of a motorcycle accident in 2005.

Suffice it to say the two spiritual brethren had plenty to talk about — from the timeless (Manson’s crush on Reedus’ co-star Jeffrey Dean Morgan) to the seasonally appropriate (their mutual history of horrifying holiday gifts). — Michael Martin

 

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MM: So Norman. What was your worst holiday experience?

NR: I ended up in Copenhagen one Christmas. There’s this thing there — they go to the park and have tea and cake. It’s a beautiful park, but it’s full of flowers. So there’s bees everywhere, swarming your head. It’s awful. I don’t like bees and spiders and stuff.

MM: You’re gonna freak out, and I’m not making this up. I’m sitting here with the ABC and XYZ of Bee Culture. They’re sort of comparable to zombies — they take the pollen and all return to the Queen Bee.

NR: Dude, this morning here in Georgia, I saw a giant spider — I mean the size of a pickle — and five or six giant webs that go from the top of the second level all the way down to the ground. The other night, Jeffrey [Dean Morgan] and I were peeking at these huge spiders, the size of your fists. And we start tweeting, “Anyone know what this spider is?” I think it’s called an Orb spider.

MM: I think I read about those. I once had this spider web that went all the way across my driveway, and I almost ran into a spider the size of a golf ball. It was terrifying. I looked it up on the interwebs: It was a Hobo Spider. I shot it with a pellet gun, and spider guts came out of it. But I felt the need to — it was threatening my life.

NR: When I was really little, I woke up in bed and there was a little spider next to my head on the wall in the corner. I took clear scotch tape and just taped it there and left it. And I woke up the next two mornings and there were millions of little baby spiders on the wall next to my bed. I don’t know if this has to do with my fear of creepy crawly things, but I’m not cool with creepy crawly things, or things that buzz in my ear.

MM: So I’m not putting spiders and bees in your gift basket. Have you ever wildly missed missed the mark with a holiday gift you’ve given?

NR: I gave a girlfriend of mine a little brown taxidermy bunny in a pink bag. I thought it was the coolest thing ever. It was a cute little bunny. And she opened up the paper bag and started crying, because she used to have a bunny that looked just like that that died a horrible death. That gift went horribly south.

MM: But sometimes the gift that makes a girl cry is nice. It’s good for the ozone, global warming. The tears of a woman can be the greatest gift of all to the Earth.

NR: This isn’t Brooklyn. Nothing grew out of the ground from tears. She just burst into tears — it was awful. What’s the craziest gift you ever got?

MM: A taser from my friend, and from my girl, a trench knife.

 

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NR: Are you in the hospital right now?

MM: I’m in a hospital-type bed that I created in my living room. My injury was in New York, but I went home to L.A. to get the surgery. When I get the cast off, I’ll see what happens. It sucks.

NR: Are you going back on tour after your leg heals?

MM: Absolutely. You’re in Atlanta right now, aren’t you?

NR: Yep, I’m in Georgia until Thanksgiving and then I go on to the motorcycle show. I’d love to have you there; I’ll make that work.

MM: It all ties together in a certain way. I tricked my way onto Sons of Anarchy because it was one of my father’s favorite shows, to make him happy. And my dad used to have a Honda. But it was a cool Honda.

NR: Hondas are cool.

NR: I just burnt my leg on a tail pipe. I had to walk through a swamp with a giant burn on my leg. I think it got infected.

MM: Were you not wearing pants?

NR: I was actually in my underwear. I was moving bikes. I was out in the woods so I could walk around in my underwear. I think I’m from the country, but I’m not. I pretend I am.

MM: You should be a genuine hillbilly, which I am. I lived in Ohio, but my dad taught me how to shoot a gun when I was 7. Then I got my first bow and arrow. The first thing I did with it was I pulled it back and told my cousin to run. He ran into this field, and I shot it and hit him right in the ass. My father gave me a knife, and I stabbed my cousin’s leg with it automatically. I never got that knife back.

NR: You give people knives and they attack you with them. At least you didn’t have to have sex with your cousin.

 

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MM: What are we asking Santa Claus for for Christmas this year?

NR: I kinda want a dog. I haven’t had one since I was a kid. My cat’s an asshole, so I kinda want a dog. A little Mad Max dog. What do you want for Christmas?

MM: What do I want for Christmas? I want for Christmas, I want to have a little tussle with Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

NR: Like a sleepover?

MM: Yeah, like a sleepover.

NR: Or like, you want to punch him in the face?

MM: No, no, like a sleepover. I want to smell his pomade, I want to inhale his essence.

NR: I don’t know how I’m going to make that work, but I’m going to get you that for Christmas.

MM: I want a remake of Showgirls but performed by me, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, and you.

NR: I want you on a stage singing “Tiny Bubbles.” That’s what I want. And maybe a koi pond.
I’d like to wear Rocky Balboa’s shorts, gloves, and “Italian Stallion” robe for a night.

MM: In the porno film or in Rocky?

NR: I never saw the porno film.

MM: I never did either. So back to the list — I’ll get you a dog.

NR: Yeah, get me a puppy! If you come to Atlanta at all, Jeff and I live like five houses from each other. We hang out and ride motorcycles all the time.

MM: Are you trying to make me jealous?  I should’ve been a sports star. I used to be a skating champion. When that was a thing, back in the era of roller skating. I lost my ability. One of my favorite gifts for Christmas were these Blue Spruce skates. They were long and wide, sort of like skateboards but pre-skateboard. And they made my afternoons in Ohio when I was about 12, wearing iron-on t-shirts, of course.

NR: I think I remember those skates — they were black with white stripes, yeah?

MM: Yeah, that’s exactly the ones I had. I remember my mom saved up for a couple of months to get those for Christmas for me.

NR: What are your plans for the holidays this year?

MM: I don’t celebrate Christmas. Halloween is my favorite holiday. As a kid, I wanted to dress up every day. And now that’s my life. If I went to a Marilyn Manson costume contest I would lose, because they would not believe what I look like. You know what would be funny? If on Christmas we went to Hollywood Boulevard as impersonators of ourselves. Would we get away with it? That’d be hilarious.

NR: Yes! I’ll be you, you be me.

MM: Let’s go on a date — the two sexiest men in the world at once. The world woke up to it.
Except I gotta be me with a crippled leg and a wheelchair.

NR: And you’re going to tussle with Jeffrey on Halloween. It’s going to be the greatest ever.

MM: Perfect.

 

Norman’s Wish List

1. A dog.
2. A koi pond: “I want it to light up from the bottom, with fluorescent paint.”
3. A flamethrower.
4. A couple of robots “that clean your floor when you’re not at home.”
5. To meet and go on a motorcycle ride with Cher.

 

Marilyn’s Wish List

1. An outdoor pool, “above-ground white-trash-style.”
2. A flamethrower.
3. “A life-size statue of a three-headed creature that is me, Norman Reedus and Jeffrey Dean Morgan.”
4. “A remake of Showgirls with me, Norman Reedus and Jeffrey Dean Morgan.”
5. Pop Rocks.

 

 

 

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