This article by an Australian writer says it all on Jude Law...

"Male feminists", like their unenlightened brothers, are still after
only one thing, writes Kathy Lette.

Jude Law is the sort of man who treats women as sequels, not equals.
After seven years or so of marriage, couples can get itchy and some of them scratch. But to cheat during his engagement, while professing to be so profoundly and passionately in love, shows the emotional depth of a mud puddle. While publicly planning his marriage to Sienna Miller, Law was privately acting like a man who was footloose and fiancee-free. The sexually incontinent thespian has proven himself to be the kind of bloke who goes straight from puberty to adultery. Obviously his idea of fidelity is to have only one woman in bed at a time.

The worst of it is that Law has cultivated the image of being a
Sensitive, Caring and Sharing Knight in Shining Armani. Well groomed,
designer-clad,emotionally articulate, partial to doing Sensitive Things with Snow Peas - we presumed that Law was in touch with his feminine side. We just hadn't realised that it was on another female. The man is a wolf in sheep's clothing. (It helps to remember that the Oxford English Dictionary excised the expression "New Man" from its tome, having realised that no such creature really exists. It would seem that men only call themselves "male feminists" in the hope of getting a more intelligent bonk.)

And it is his Victorian attitude to women which is most damning. Law's
justification for his sexual kleptomania is that Miller was neglecting
him by being more interested in her own stellar career. Law is obviously the kind of man who would prefer his wife's talents to lie doormat for years. Despite Miller's skimpy outfits, a psychological bustle and crinoline is what he wants to truss her up in. When London won its Olympic bid, as my English friends are not all that sporty (the only thing they run up are bills), I hoped they might introduce some activities at which they excel as a nation. Quipping. Whipping. Queuing. And stiff-upper-lipping.

Famously stoic, the English are renowned for their sense of fair play. If such an Olympic category existed, they'd win gold. As long as they're not represented by Jude Law. When a tabloid revealed his
affair with the family nanny, instead of taking it on the chin, he
tried to blame Miller for "not showing him enough devotion". This makes one suspect that his marriage to Sadie Frost broke up for religious reasons - he thought he was a God and, well, she just didn't. Law's self-centred outbursts confirm the man is totally wrapped up in himself. And it's such a teeny, weeny package. We must just hope that Miller's PMT (pre-monogamy tension) prevents her from succumbing to the delusion that she can change Jude Law's cheatin' ways.

The only time a woman can ever change a male like him is out of a
nappy, as a baby.

The Telegraph, London

ps.. sorry to interrupt the reveries about Winona, boys!