The drama of Steve McQueen's life far surpassed anything he ever played on screen. He followed in the footsteps of his mother, a prostitute, who eventually seduced him as part of an Oedipal fling. Earlier, he'd been brutally molested by some of this mother's "johns," and endured gang rape in reform school. In a bordello in Santo Domingo, he hired himself out as a sex object and porn performer.
Returning to New York, he hustled on the streets of Times Square. Later, in a borrowed tux, he became a "gentleman for rent," the toy boy of rich, aging women, two of whom included Joan Crawford and Lana Turner. When stardom finally came, the abused became the abuser. "The last thing I want is to fall in love with a broad." The string of seductions that followed earned him an almost mythical status as a pansexual Love Machine. His A-list conquests included Jacqueline Bissett, Faye Dunaway, Lauren Hutton, Sharon Tate, Mamie Van Doren, Tuesday Weld, Natalie Wood, and Marilyn Monroe.
Publicly, he insisted that he loathed homosexuals, yet he often went to bed with them, especially if they were bikers or
race car drivers. He had a tumultuous sexual relationship with James Dean, and a longer love/hate affair with Paul
Newman. Other sexual liaisons developed with Peter Lawford, Sal Mineo, Rock Hudson, Chuck Connors, and George
Peppard.
McQueen lived life at top speed, like the machines he raced so famously. His early death remains a source of lurid
speculation, all of it explored within this pioneering biography by celebrity chronicler Darwin Porter.
What a whore, I can appreciate that in any man, 'cause ya know what your gettin'.
Ulf
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