Ours is a celebrity-obsessed culture, and in light of Uma Thurman’s recent court ordeal, we’re reminded of a select few who are, like, really obsessed.
Ben Barna
May 07, 2008
The scariest celebrity stalker we've ever seen wasn’t real. The white-haired creep with the squished face and fixed eyes who haunted Whitney Houston’s pop star character Rachel Marron in 1992's The Bodyguard was a centerpiece in our childhood spook gallery. To this day, we scarcely recall what he looks like—a vague image of fear—and the actor’s identity remains a mystery to us. Google inquiries are fruitless, and since we don’t know the character’s name, IMDb’s cast list is moot. This "obsessed fan"—as they prefer to be called—performed warped acts of love, archetypal terror tactics of the obsessed. He pleasured himself in Rachel’s bed when she wasn’t home and sent phantasmagoric notes that are quintessential psycho—letters cut from different magazines and glued together to form incongruous sentences. It epitomized infatuation gone awry.
