Here's someone we don't hear from often: Jean-Claude Van Damme. The Muscles From Brussels, as Wikipedia calls him, is (happily?) married, but that doesn't stop him from hitting on poor Newsweek reporters during interviews about his latest film creation. It's glorious, and almost akin to watching animals mate. You know you should look away, but you can't. See his Mystery-worthy technique after the jump.

Bonus: While searching on Mollygood for previous Jean-Claude items, I came across this old school post, which has become the greatest gift I've ever unintentionally received (video also after the jump). Enjoy.

I really opened myself up in JCVD. I peeled back the skin of the fruit, cut the pulp and then took that very hard seed. In this film I cut that hard seed, and inside that seed was a kind of liquid cream substance of the man I am, or the woman you are.

OK —
It was like being naked—I would love to be naked in front of you.

Well, I —
Not being naked being naked. I say such things in Hong Kong and they thought I was being a crazy Frenchman. Being naked of protection.

So you've no regrets at all?
Believe me—I've done very good stuff and very crazy stuff, and I don't regret the crazy stuff. So are you in New York?

Yes, I am.
And are you 27, or 32?

I'm 22.
Oh, f–––. That is very young. Will you come to the premiere?

I don't know. When is it?
I don't know. You will wear all black, a black dress and high heels?

Uh —
You can come find me, I will be the one with the very broad shoulders, dark hair and a simple suit. We can have some champagne, you and me.

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