...the 73-year-old Nicholson is figuring out how to deal with his life now that he's past his sexual peak: "I’m definitely still wild at heart. But I’ve struck bio-gravity. I can’t hit on women in public any more. I didn’t decide this; it just doesn’t feel right at my age ... If men are honest, everything they do and everywhere they go is for a chance to see women. There were points in my life where I felt oddly irresistible to women. I’m not in that state now and that makes me sad." Nicholson also goes on about other things that depress him, like his persona ("I hate it. I don’t want to be treated like the Medusa or the Lincoln Memorial. People have an idea of me which is not the reality"), plastic surgery ("I was on the receiving end of one of the very first chest augmentations. When I touched what felt like polythene, that was it. The fuse went out. Maybe it’s childish, but I couldn’t cope with it"), his friends dying ("One of the toughest parts of ageing is losing your friends. At first it starts quietly, then pretty soon it’s every month, and you can’t help but think, ‘When is that bell going to go off for me?’ And on top of that you feel this constant loss"), loneliness ("The last three times I’ve been in New York filming, I didn’t leave my hotel room for one single night"), and no one ever agreeing to marry him ("I’ve been so struck I’ve said, ‘Come on, let’s go, let’s get married.’ But no woman has ever recognized what I say as being legitimate. They think of my reputation, Jack the Jumper. I’m damned by what people think").
Poor Jack!
