Late summer, and the House of Willis-Moore summer tour of Europe has pitched up in London. Mum-that's Demi Moore - is at the Corinthia hotel in Charing Cross, promoting her Cannes-wowing body-horror film The Substance, only a few weeks after the actor, and Pilaf the chihuahua, rocked the Dior Homme Menswear Spring/Summer 2025 show. Moore's other Paris Fashion Week plus-onethat's Scout Willis, her musician daughter with ex-husband Bruce Willis is also here, in town from her home in Los Angeles.
The 33-year-old is en route from a mini vay-cay in Sardinia to an acoustic, six-show pub tour of Ireland. One stop is in Athlone, site of "the oldest pub in the world". A friend who lives there has been "trying to get me to play Sean's Bar for three years. It's been a public house since 500AD, ostensibly. Who knows?" shrugs Willis, cheerfully, rangy limbs flopping in and out of her chair in a Bethnal Green boozer. "I could be full of shit. They could be full of shit. I'm just going with it, though."
Last night, there was a dinner at the River Café with Moore's good friend Sir Bob Geldof, and mother and daughter also went to the Almeida to see "deeply moving" play The Years. "There was such an intense depiction of a kitchen-table abortion, this young guy behind us fainted," says Willis, eyes agog. "It was that visceral."
No time, though, for Moore's middle daughter to see any preview screenings of something wildly more visceral. In the gore-and-more The Substance, the 61-year-old actor burns up the screen as Elizabeth Sparkle, a Hollywood star of film and gym who's sacked on her 50th birthday. In a desperate attempt to keep her celebrity fitness instructor job, Sparkle takes a black market "substance" that reveals her inner beauty. And that's literally, with a younger, fitter model (played by Margaret Qualley) bursting out of Sparkle's spine. Think: if Alien did tweakments.
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