Danger Zone

Which Hollywood hotshots really do their own scary stunts? The answers may surprise you...kinda like Britney's reported imbibing sessions in South Beach! Someone's got some 'splaining to do; plus, we're giving Angelina kudos, just don't get friggin' used to it!

Fast-movin' stars like Jessica Alba, Harrison Ford, Will Ferrell and their doubles hit the carpet on Sunday for the Taurus World Stunt Awards. The shindig honors the brave boys 'n' babes who do über-dangerous stuff in action flicks so that celebs don't have to risk ruining their perf punims and bods.

The host for the evening's events was the Rock. And even though he's a big, badass wrestler, it sounds to moi like he doesn't even do most of his own damn stunts.

"The scariest stunt I almost did was throwing myself off the side of a mountain," he said. "We went up to the top of the mountain in Hawaii, looked over, it was 200 feet...I thought, "Nah, use my stunt double." 

Okay...

Upping the wussy ante was his answer to us print peeps' Q about the most terrifying performance he actually did pull off.

"The scariest stunt that I did do was I probably got drunk and said something silly to my wife and ran away from her or something like that," he replied. Bor-ing!

Equally snoozeworthy was R.'s response to what makes a Hollywood marriage work: Communication.

Oh, come on. Not marathon mattress sessions or somethin'? I hope the R.-man brought more entertaining material when he took the stage that night...geez.

A tad more interesting was when I asked Tinseltown veteran Dennis Hopper, on hand to present an award to Gerard Butler, for any advice to young Hollywood.

“Get older!” he retorted. Bless his un-Botoxed heart!

Speaking of nipped and tucked, guess who skipped the carpet? Yup, the Terminator, who was there to present an award to Burt Reynolds. I'm guessing A.S. begged off the carpet 'cause he's sick of answering Q's about the Free Paris petition. If you do want to see the Governator give out poorly spoken props or any more of the action from inside, the show airs Friday on AMC. Will we possibly sleep till then?

Britney Spears continued her class act at Mansion nightclub in Miami Beach on Sunday.

Ms. Es, barely dressed in an array of trashy clothes (need I say more? I mean, I think we get the picture by now—pink bra, white go-go boots, obvious wig), fooled the paparazzi by entering the venue through—gasp—the front door, rather than the alley entrance where they were expecting her.

After the performance, M+M took a dip with dancers and friends at Miami's Raleigh Hotel before continuing to Set nightclub, where she settled into the VIP room and partied till the early ayem like the responsible mother she is. According to the Miami Herald blog, Brit 'n' crew enjoyed several bottles of Grey Goose and champagne in between "lots of Purple Hooter shots," and requested that the deejay play Fergie's "Glamorous" (fitting, huh?) and "anything by Nelly Furtado."

Oh, Brit-babe. The magnitude of this recent Miami fiasco makes me nostalgic even for the last time you were in Ef-Hell-Ay—for the live broadcast of the Onyx Hotel Tour—right before s--t really hit the fan, and you had abs, and hair...

T.R. Knight, being friendly with a fan. The Drama Desk Awards in New Yawk City Sunday night. "He was the sweetest guy," gushed my source, who snapped a pic with the shortie stud. The Grey's guy was sporting a suit the same hue of his hit TV show and even introduced himself, as if the fawning fan didn't already know who he was. Another boy on his best behavior was...

Liev Schreiber, escorted by his preggers honey Naomi Watts, at the same shindig. Liev and his missus, clad in a white Empire-waist number with a green bow, surprisingly also agreed to take pictures. "He's usually not very cooperative", according to higher-ups. "It was before his category was announced, and he didn't win," adds my snit source. Wonder if Mr. Es would have been down for photo ops after losing? Workin' on his fitness in another city was...

Kevin Bacon, pumpin' iron at Premier Health Club in Annapolis, Maryland. "Very thin, but with muscular gams," reports Desk Sweat. Kev-doll was using the leg press machine and was decked in two brown tees and cargo shorts. Maybe he should chill on the cardio, as "he looked like he could use a square meal," according to my spy. Or maybe his new skinny look is for his onstage rocker persona, as Kev was in town to play a gig with his band. Who the ef knows (or cares?).