I used to chill with a guy who framed props for various movies. He had stories about which stars were assholes and which were normal everyday people. His two favorite were Sandra Bullock and Wilford Brimley (Cocoon, did a bunch of Quaker Oatmeal commercials back in the day). Apparently he was on Speed 1 and 2, both times she forked money out of her own pocket to throw a party for the behind the scenes crew - and stayed up all night drinking with them.
Cool chick, I'd fuck her in the ass and treat her like a whore any day.