I worked on a movie in town with A.D. Clay, I supplied the special props. He once whipped one of my best looking pieces against a wall and smashed it, in a burst of unrehearsed improvisation. Towards the end of the shoot the director was on set, and loudly shouted that Andrew Clay was one of the biggest assholes he had ever met. Clay could certainly hear him, and he slunk off without making a scene. None of us on set had any respect for him.
On the other hand, the other big name star of the movie was Shannon Tweed. She was kind and gracious to everyone, never complained or bitched, always knew her lines, nailed her scenes with a minimum of takes, and was a devoted mom who stayed in constant touch with her kids who were living at her hotel at the time. All the cast and crew had tremendous respect for her, she was a fine, hard working lady. Not like Andrew Clay who was the biggest asshole ever.