Maxim for Men April 1999 Click on the thumbnails to see the larger images... (Bonus images from the Maxim photo shoot at the bottom of the page!) Lucy Lawless Even without her trusty sword, this hot-blooded warrior princess puts the hurt on us. In a really good way.

Maxim: What's it like to be a butt-stomping hero to millions?

Lucy Lawless: At first I had a hard time accepting it. But now I just chill. I've never been that physically coordinated or good at sports. So the last thing I figured I'd become is an action hero. I thought I'd be doing Shakespeare.

M: Do fans think you have super powers in real life too?

LL: People assume that I'm a total amazon - like I have to duck to get through doors. At one convention, this woman was struck speechless. She held her hands above her head, pantomiming that she expected me to be taller. Thaen she put her hands in front of her chest, like she expected me to have enormous bosoms. What could I say - "Gee, sorry"? The secret with Xena is that we only hire very small people to play the supporting roles.

M: What do you love about the show?

LL: I have a morbid sense of humor, a twisted sensibility, and so does the series. I'm very grateful that audiences "get" Xena. It's a guilty pleasure for a lot of people.

M: Speaking of guilty pleasure, what's up with Xena and her trusty sidekick Gabrielle? Are they sharing a bearskin blanket, so to speak?

LL: Don't ask, don't tell.

M: No, really.

LL: We like to have the audience make up their own minds about that. That interpretation seems to work for some people, and if it ain't broke, don't fix it. Whatever turns you on - hey, I get letters from judges and televangelists who want me to walk on their backs with my leather boots on.

M: Seriously?

LL: No, just kidding.

M: Damn - I was having visions of Chief Justice Rehnquist and Pat Robertson. Are you and Renee O'Connor, the actress who plays Gabrielle, pals in real life?

LL: Oh yeah, but on the set we try to make each other miserable. We were filming one episode on a sinking ship - waist deep in cold water, surrounded by floating rotten cabbage. We made a bet: Whoever complained first had to pay $5000. Renee was gagging on the rank cabbage smell so I kept pushing them toward her. But neither of us cracked.

M: Do you do your own stunts?

LL: A lot of the riding and fight scenes, but since we do really crazy stuff like fly 30 feet through the air, I have about six stunt doubles. Even my stand-in has a stunt double. When they hired her, I thought, Wow, not a good way to hold down the budget.

M: Have you ever done one of those patented Xena somersaults and popped out of your leather breastplate?

LL: Believe it or not, that's never happened. The costume is well designed - quite functional and, ahem, supportive. My only big flashing accident was at a hockey game.

M: How did...could you elaborate?

LL: I sang the national anthem at a Red Wings - Mighty Ducks game in Anaheim a couple of years ago. I was wearing a Playboy Bunny-type outfit, and when I lifted my arms to belt out the big finish, out I - they - popped. Hockey fans have never been the same for me since.

M: Are you aware that the word breastplate combines two of men's favorite things?

LL: [laughs] Come to dinner!

M: I understand you were educated mostly in convent schools in New Zealand. Did you really want to be a nun?

LL: No, I loved convent school but thought nuns weren't really women. And with those long dresses, I wasn't even sure if they had legs.

M: Before you started acting, you were a gold-miner in the Australian outback. What was it like plunging into an all-male environment after the convent?

LL: Well, I grew up with five brothers. Nobody can say anything that embarasses me or horrifies me. But the job was freezing, filthy work. They'd bring stacks of rock up from two kilometers down, and I'd have to sort dirt from bedrock with a huge power saw.

M: Did you ever strike gold?

LL: In an operation like that, they're looking for gold on an atomic level - 439 parts per billion or something - that is removed with high-tech machines. These weird geologists would come along, lick the rock, and say "Get rid of it."

M: How do you think Xena stacks up against some of her forerunners, like Wonder Woman and the Bionic Woman?

LL: It's all in the costume. Xena has a great costume; Wonder Woman had a great costume. The Bionic Woman didn't, so she's not remembered as fondly. But I don't want to dis my sisters. Chicks who kick ass rock!

M: What about Superman - could Xena kick his ass?

LL: Xena would probably think Superman is a fruit. She'd distract him with something like "Hey, look at that run in your tights!" then stuff him back into his telephone booth.

Born: March 29, 1968 in Mount Albert, New Zealand. Early political conflicts: "My father was mayor, and growing up, I thought he paid for the town's water out of his own pocket. I hated it when kids ran the fountain at school. I'd yell "Stop! You're wasting my dad's water!" Battle-cry basics: The correct pronunciation of Xena's attack whoop, says Lucy, is "alalalalalala", though writers always spell it yiyiyiyiyiyi. "I based it on that amazing wail that Arabian women have." Xena weapon of choice: The circular, razor-sharp, boomerang-like "chakram." "I like its versatility. You can shave your legs with it, clean fish, slice open a warlord's neck, draw a perfect circle....wear it on your head."

Non-mythological pets: Lucy has two dogs, a German shepherd named Helen and a "mongrel named Lucky that was voted Least Likely to Succeed at the pound. He's a whore and the ugliest dog you've ever seen." Really guilty pleasure: Martha Stewart-style homemaking. "I bought a book of hers on the internet. That way I didn't have to face the bookstore clerk. Next thing you know, it would have been a headline in the tabloids: XENA LIKES MARTHA STEWART."

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