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I only dated Elvis to make Brando jealous

. . . but as West Side Story star Rita Moreno’s scandalous new memoir reveals, Presley was a bumbling flop in the bedroom

- Tom Leonard from

FEW women can say they dated Elvis Presley just to make Marlon Brando jealous, but then few Hollywood stars had the voluptuous sex appeal of Rita Moreno. Men couldn’t take their eyes off the New York girl who as a child got off a boat from Puerto Rico and went on to win an Oscar playing that émigré role — fiery Anita in West Side Story.

And while Presley left her cold, Brando almost forced her suicide, when a botched abortion and his serial infidelity during a turbulent eight-year affair drove her to overdose on sleeping pills.

‘We were locked in the ultimate folie a deux, a crazy love that lasted for years, until one day I quite literally was forced out of a coma and had to choose life over him,’ she says of Brando in a revealing new autobiogra­phy, Rita Moreno — A Memoir.

Now 81, she lays bare Hollywood’s ‘golden age’ as a tawdry and misogynist­ic era, while her descriptio­n of her relationsh­ip with Brando is something he would hardly want on his epitaph. Her lovers not only included two of the biggest sex symbols of their age but also actors Anthony Quinn and Dennis Hopper, and the celebrated British theatre critic Kenneth Tynan.

The latter, she reveals, frightened her off with his fetish for sado-masochism, sitting her on his lap and making her look through a photo album of men smacking women’s bottoms.

Dubbed the ‘hot Latin spitfire’ — which the hard-working actress hated — Moreno spent her career fighting a Hollywood that cast Hispanic actors in any role that required a non-white. Moreno starred as the graceful royal Thai wife Tuptim opposite Yul Brynner in The King And I, but also played innumerabl­e Red Indian squaws and Mexican dancers.

But her dark complexion also attracted Brando, who had never got over his first object of desire — a Danish-Indonesian nanny — and craved exotic, darkerskin­ned women for the rest of his life.

Born Ruby Dolores Alverio, Moreno was five when her mother took her from poverty in Puerto Rico to a new life in the U.S. When she came to New York in 1937, her mother Rosa Maria was so poor she had to leave behind baby son, Francisco, Moreno’s brother, with her grandparen­ts because she wouldn’t be able to support both children.

Mother and daughter lived initially in a Latino ghetto in New York’s Bronx district. Rosa Maria, a poor seamstress, found a second job as a cleaner in order to pay for her daughter to take dancing lessons. At 16, Rita came to the attention of film producer Louis B Mayer. Impressed by her resemblanc­e to Elizabeth Taylor, he signed her up on the spot.

HER early experience­s of Hollywood make depressing reading. As a studio starlet, she was treated by powerful older men as a mere sex object. She fled a cocktail party when the host, a millionair­e distilling tycoon, whispered obscenitie­s in her ear as they danced close together just yards away from his wife.

Moreno was given a lift home by a truck full of Mexican garden labourers — ‘the only gentlemen I met that night’.

Her experience of the ‘casting couch’ was unpleasant, losing her virginity to a repulsive agent who forced himself on her with the ‘speed and intimacy of a vaccinatio­n’. She ran from his apartment crying and terrified, but realised she needed to continue working with him to find success.

Some of her pursuers were more eccentric than predatory. Howard Hughes, the film mogul so odd he counted every pea on his plate and separated them by size, invited her for a ‘ private movie screening’ and wore headphones throughout their first ‘date’, in a screening room.

Their second — and final — date was dinner at a restaurant at Los Angeles airport during which Hughes talked interminab­ly about radar.

Her first actor boyfriend, she recalls, the ‘ uncourtly and uncouth’ Anthony Quinn, ‘wasn’t nice to women’, though she doesn’t elaborate. But as fellow Hispanics, they at least shared a deep resentment of Hollywood’s ethnic stereotypi­ng.

Moreno was 22 when Brando, then 30, spotted her on the cover of Life magazine. They met soon after, in the make-up room on the set of Desiree, a 1954 film in which Brando played Napoleon. Both were instantly attracted to each other — Moreno recalls experienci­ng a ‘full-body blush’ — and the inveterate womaniser was soon pursuing her.

His phone calls to the Hollywood boarding house where she l i ved with other aspiring actresses, among them Kim Novak, sound hilarious. Brando had a habit of pausing to think — sometimes staying silent for up to half an hour. Some might have thought it pretentiou­s posturing, but for Moreno it merely confirmed his towering intellect.

On one occasion, she had time to give herself a manicure and pedicure, cradling the phone receiver on her shoulder, as she waited for him to speak again.

Brando may have earned a reputation as a difficult ‘bad boy’ as he rose to superstard­om with films such as On The Waterfront and The Wild One, but Moreno saw an ultra-sensitive side.

It also helped that he was a ‘great lover — sensual, generous, delight -fully inventive’.

But he could also be a bully — she hints at physical violence — and emo-tionally vicious. He blamed his relentless womanising on being ‘deserted’ by the first two females in his life: his mother, who became lost to alcoholism, and his first crush, his nanny Ermi (Brando said she slept naked with him while he was seven) who left the family to marry without saying goodbye.

However unconvinci­ng his selfjustif­ication, what Moreno calls his ‘insatiable sexual needs’ led to serial infidelity that she admits broke her heart. Brando married twice during their affair, to Anglo-Indian actress Anna Kashfi and Mexican-American actress Movita Castaneda.

Moreno fought back by trying to make him jealous. Her first such lover in the Fifties was the young actor Dennis Hopper, but then she hit on the man whose attentions she knew Brando would most resent — Elvis.

It was 1957 and the singer, then 25, was about to become a Hollywood star when Moreno agreed to meet him on the set of his film, King Creole. She had just found another woman’s clothes i n Brando’s house and was particular­ly livid with him. She and Presley went on dates but, when it came to getting physical, he was the complete opposite of the ‘thrilling’ Brando.

Their evenings ‘nearly always concluded in a tender tussle on my living room floor, with Elvis’s pelvis in that famous gyration straining against his taut trousers,’ says Moreno. But the ‘next move’ never came. ‘Whatever put the brakes on the famous pelvis, it ground to a halt at a certain point and that was it.’

AS OTHER girlfriend­s attested, in private Elvis became his ‘real self, a shy, bumbling kid . . . whose favourite book was the Bible’. Watching him eat a bacon, banana and peanut butter sandwich fried in bacon fat, Moreno clicked — he probably lusted after it more than he lusted after her.

This mattered little, she says, because she was still madly in love with Brando. But she soon received a crushing blow when, in a subconscio­us attempt to force him to marry her, she got pregnant. To her horror, Brando i nstead immediatel­y paid for her to have an abortion, which was then illegal. The unqualifie­d doctor’s hopelessne­ss was matched only by her lover’s coldness. He sent a friend to collect her from the surgery and when she had to be rushed in agony to hospital because the foetus was still inside her, Brando’s only reaction was to claim angrily the doctor had swindled him.

Aware he had happily fathered children (15 in total) with other women, Moreno grew more distraught. When Brando returned from filming Mutiny On The Bounty in Tahiti and expected to resume their affair, Moreno took drastic action. Rooting through his medicine cabinet, she swallowed a handful of sleeping pills.

‘I went to bed to die,’ she writes. ‘ This wasn’t a revenge suicide, but a consolatio­n, an escape-from-pain death.’

She was saved only by the arrival of Brando’s assistant, who rushed her to hospital where her stomach was pumped.

Her therapist convinced the couple they had to part for Moreno’s mental and physical wellbeing, and they reluctantl­y went their separate ways.

By then, Moreno had made the film t hat won her a Best

Supporting Actress Oscar — as Anita, the hot-blooded foil to Natalie Wood’s innocent Maria in 1961’ s West Side Story. The actresses play Puerto Rican immigrants, but unlike Moreno and the other actors playing the Sharks gang, Wood wasn’t Hispanic.

Moreno admits it irked Latin Americans to see the plum role go to Wood, especially as word got around she hadn’t wanted it.

‘Natalie seemed uncomforta­ble in her role as Maria when she was around us, a rowdy, raucous group of dancers,’ Moreno recalls. ‘ It might have been helpful had we been able to bond with Natalie, but she kept her distance.’

A move to London two years later to star in a West End musical, She Loves Me led to Moreno meeting Kenneth Tynan.

He was divorcing his first wife, novelist Elaine Dundy, and Moreno was bowled over by his wit and social connection­s. She was less impressed when their ‘rather sweet love affair’ ended one evening with him sitting her on his lap and showing her a photo album.

‘The album turned out to be his spanking scrapbook,’ she writes. Mildly pornograph­ic pictures of women with their ‘headmaster’ or ‘doctor’ shared a theme, ‘Naughty girls need to be taught a lesson’.

When she politely declined to ‘participat­e in Kenneth’s favourite pastime’, he looked sad. She knew the relationsh­ip would go nowhere if she didn’t indulge him.

In 1965, Moreno finally found love and stability with a dependable cardiologi­st, Lenny Gordon. Their marriage, which produced a daughter and two grandsons, lasted 45 years until his death in 2010.

She played out one final ‘act’ with Brando in 1968 when he asked her to be his love interest in the thriller The Night Of The Following Day. Stuck in a remote Brittany seaside village during filming, she fell asleep after a boozy dinner one night to find Brando lying beside her and pleading to spend the night together.

She refused, only for their stormy past to blow up while filming a scene in which she had to slap him. He told her to make it convincing but, when she obliged, he reacted furiously, slamming her ‘with the full force of his powerful arm and open hand’.

She responded with a flurry of screams and punches. It was so convincing it was used in the film.

When Brando died aged 80 in 2004, only one piece of film memorabili­a was reportedly found in his home — a photo of him from that film passionate­ly kissing a naked Moreno. As at least one of his wives attested, Moreno, who is still acting on U.S. television, may have been the true love of his life.

But his spell had long been broken as, meeting as friends for occasional dinners, she saw him swell into a 21st whale of a man, gorging himself on ice cream by the gallon.

A year before he died, she saw Brando for a final time. His stomach was so big she couldn’t get close enough to kiss him on the cheek.

‘Life can be bright in America,’ Rita Moreno famously sang in West Side Story’s most famous song. The vivacious émigré from Caribbean island poverty certainly discovered that to be true, even if she also saw more than her f air share of t he dark si de of Hollywood.

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Starlet: Rita Moreno in 1955 and, top left, with Marlon Brando in Desiree

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