This image was lost some time after publication.

It was to be the next great Hollywood romantic pairing our generation's Burton and Taylor, their tempestuous, larger-than-life passion bubbling over into unforgettable on-screen performances in historical epics. They were supposed to get married to each other possibly more than once! No more: fire-eyed demon of temptation, thy name is Hard Rock Hotel & Casino.

It's kaput between Lindsay Lohan and Jared Leto. The legendary swordsman, who was keeping Lohan company at the Chateau Marmont and other hotels for the past six months, showed up in Las Vegas alone last weekend to catch the last night of Jeff Beacher's "Madhouse" show at the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino. After the show, which closed the Vegas Comedy Festival, Leto was "all over" a hot blonde, spies said. Also getting lucky was Johnny Knoxville, who left the show with two blondes on each arm for club Body English, where they all partied the night away.

We get it Knoxville, you dig blondes. But c'mon, Leto obviously looks up to you, his wide, toddler-like eyes sponging up and mimicking everything he sees as if in a state of permanent cognitive development. Couldn't you have peeled the babe off of him (more for you!), and suggested he get on the horn and give his old lady a call? You know Lindsay was up all night beside herself, waiting by the phone. That is, when she wasn't drunk dialing some dude named Jason Lewis she thought was the hottie from Sex and the City.