Bond girls don't really have physical flaws and even by these exalted standards, Murino is unusually beautiful. It is possible, I suppose, that without her mobile cauldron, Caterina Murino's skin would shrivel up like old toad hide, but somehow I doubt it. 'If I don't have it turned on, everything goes,' she lowers her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, 'terribly dry.' When I ask what it is, she twists round - quite a complicated manoeuvre involving uncrossing her very long, very brown legs - and starts to laugh.
So how did she come to star in Casino Royale as perhaps the most bewitching Bond girl ever? As John Preston discovers for The Telegraph, there's more to it than her exquisite good looks.Įarly on in my conversation with Caterina Murino my eye is caught by what appears to be a small cauldron on the dressing-table of her hotel room.Įvery so often it gives out a loud plop and a cloud of greenish gas rises into the air.
Not so long ago Caterina Murino was penniless and living on yogurt.
