We break away and scamper up the carpeted steps, ostensibly to grab a suitably warm addition for my ill-prepared outfit, the same as I wore the day before and have evidently slept in. The movie star scoops up my jacket without breaking stride, and we slam to a halt in one of the domain’s smaller en suites. We both take ruthless belts from a liquor bottle, laughing at ourselves in the wall-length mirror. “Quick, one more,” he says, thrusting the bottle. I drink and tell him to breathe, promising to be a source of calm today should he need to fix on one.
Newsweek knew that they needed someone pretty tough to go profile Charlie Sheen, so they skipped the standard roster of entertainment reporters and went with someone who they knew could handle a disaster: Australian war reporter Michael Ware. And it sounds like he was the right man for the job:Ware, who suffers from PTSD from his time in Iraq and Afghanistan, gets fully on board the Sheen train, and it makes for a pretty great read.