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"Emmanuelle, L'Antivierge"
Emmanuelle, L'Antivierge (1975) Is the second of the authentic trilogy. This time, we change directors (the previous one was offered the job and declined), we go from Thailand to Hong Kong, and Emmanuelle's husband changes actors and jobs. This time he is an engineer. The short version of the plot this time is three words -- Emmanuelle has sex. There is no plot arc in this film, but rather a series of sexual exploits, beginning with another passenger in the shipboard dormitory that Emmanuelle arrives on, through a tattooed polo player, her husband, a sexual acupuncturist, a massage girl, three men at a brothel, and finally a three way with her husband and young friend Catherine Rivet.
The three of them visit the massage parlor together, and one of the massage girls is Laura Gemser. All three of these women show everything, and there is copious nudity from other massage girls, women in the shipboard dorm, and women in the brothel. KRistel contracted an eye infection during filming, hence sun glasses in many of her scenes. The producer had enough bookings before principle photography began that the film was assured of a profit when it started. The French board of censors properly said it was an 18 and above film, but a minister out to make a name for himself over-ruled them and gave it a porn rating. Rather than release it with that rating, they released it everywhere but France, and sued. They eventually won, but some Spanish theaters made a fortune from French people crossing the border to see it. Kristel recorded te theme song for this film. IMDB readers have this at 4.4 of 10. It delivers on nudity, has some nice scenics (especially in Bali), and is filmed in a beautiful Wide Screen, but there is no central conflict at all, and I found myself wanting plot. C-.
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Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy)
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Avenging Angelo (2002):
Warning: mega-spoilers
Sylvester Stallone, Bruce Willis and Arnold Schwarzenegger, the
three great action heroes of the past two decades, have all arrived
or are coming to a career crossroad. The action path is coming to an
end, and the shirtless days are all but over. Can they manage a
transition into a new stage of their career, or not? Which path
should they follow now?
Schwarzenegger hasn't had a solid box office smash since 1994
(True Lies), but he can postpone the decision for a while because he
is busy making sequels to his old hits.
Willis has had no problem at all. He has a certain look and
intelligence that allows him to play military types or
ex-astronauts, and he can also range from tough to compassionate
when he needs to. While Shakespeare isn't in the cards, and he can't
do accents, he's nonetheless an underrated actor who can speak
English articulately within his mainstream mid-American accent, so
he can be plugged into almost any kind of role, and he continues to
headline hit movies of various types.
Stallone, on the other hand, seems lost at the moment. His latest
movie, Avenging Angelo is a straight-to-vid, and he hasn't had a
theatrical success in a long time. I can't even remember the last
time he was in a movie I liked. It's been a long time since Rocky II
and The Lords of Flatbush and First Blood.
The Avenging Angelo role wasn't bad for him. He's on the right
track. He plays the dedicated bodyguard of a kindly old mob boss (Zorba
the Godfather, in his last movie). Zorba is assassinated on Rocky
Balboa's watch, so the Rock knows that he now has to protect Zorba's
daughter (Madeleine Stowe). Unfortunately, Zorba's daughter is a
bored suburban trophy wife, doesn't know that she is the daughter of
a mob boss, and doesn't take Rock's protection offer very seriously
until she is the victim of an attempted assassination while shopping
in a ritzy mall.
Did I mention that it's a romantic comedy? Well, a dramedy would
be more accurate, I guess.
Yeah, I know. It sounds like it sucks as a comedy premise, and it
does indeed inhale very deeply. I think that the premise was
actually reasonable as a Stallone vehicle, but the script is weak.
Stowe looks absolutely magnificent. I have never seen a 45 year
old woman look so good, but she has no chemistry with any of her
male co-stars, and the comedy falls even flatter than the dramatic
mob plot. The drama requires the audience to accept one of the most
ludicrous coincidences in screen history. An author whose work she
loves, a sexy Italian man whose books she has memorized, is actually
the hit man of the rival mob family which is trying to kill her.
Being the world's most beloved author is just his cover! Well, it is
an effective cover. Would you expect J.D. Salinger to be a mafia hit
man? Stowe feels completely comfortable in being alone with him
since she's been reading his books and listening to his lectures for
a decade.
An effective cover, but kind of unlikely, to say the least.
If you tell me that some obscure writer like Howard Hunt is
really a spy or a mob boss, OK, that could be. But if you tell me
that Thomas Pynchon or Umberto Eco or Tom Clancy is really a mob
boss, I'd have to think you were only talking to me temporarily,
until the white coat guys get you in the butterfly nets. The best
part of it is that the author-slash-hitman didn't make any attempt
to contact Stowe. It was she that initiated their relationship by
inviting him to speak at her Ladies' Club.
Assume you are a hit man assigned to kill Woman X. Here is your
plan. You find out what kind of books she likes. You spend two or
three decades becoming the world's best writer of that kind of
books, then you wait for her to contact you! When you get alone with
her, you strike! Now THAT'S deep cover.
- Carin Moffat (1,
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- Madeleine Stowe (no nudity except a bare back, but some sexy
lingerie)
Updates:
- new volumes: Christine Boisson, Irina Bjorklund, Bjork, Maria
Bello, Fairuza Balk, Fabienne Babe, Cachou, Christy Canyon, Kate Capshaw, Sandra Carey, Stefania Casini, Carmen Chaplin,
Claudia Christian, Jill Clayburgh
- updated volumes: Kim Cattrall
Other crap:
Mailbox:
(Letter in white. Scoop's words in yellow.)
I'm a filmmaker, and I can clearly see where and how they slipped
in a body double in the Goldie Hawn clip. The arms are matched
perfectly-- they clearly suspected that would be the giveaway.
However, they forgot to factor in one detail-- the double is at
least an inch taller than Hawn. Watch her head as the camera pans--
she pops up an inch after an obscuring drape passes, then drops down
again right after another obscuring drape blocks her completely.
They also didn't match the motion right-- when Hawn becomes the
model, it's perfect, but when the model becomes Hawn, there is a bit
of redundant motion, which creates the impression Hawn paused or
walked in place for a beat before emerging in the light and grabbing
the robe. If you look in the spot where her motion suspends-- and
this spot is
mostly drape, obscuring her almost totally-- you can see drapes
dissolve quickly into each other. Verdict: they cut into the double
and dissolved back into Hawn.
Scoop's note: I can definitely see his
point. If you watch it frame-by-frame, there is a frame where Goldie
is facing forward in approximately full profile. In the very next
frame, her face is turned completely from the camera, and she
appears to be an inch or two taller. I guess it could be an
illusion, or a result of digital compression (which does not use
every frame, in order to minimize file size.) The quirky transition
and all the tricks with the drapes seem to be strong indications of
a body double. I'll say this, though. If it is a body double, it is
about the all-time slickest use of one!
I don't know for sure. I've never heard
anyone suggest this was a body double until you guys started this
discussion. Does anybody have any other evidence to present?
Here
are the latest movie reviews available at scoopy.com.
- The yellow asterisks indicate that I wrote the
review, and am deluded into thinking it includes humor.
- If there is a white asterisk, it means that
there isn't any significant humor, but I inexplicably determined
there might be something else of interest.
- A blue asterisk indicates the review is written
by Tuna (or Lawdog or Junior or C2000 or Realist or ICMS or Mick
Locke, or somebody else besides me)
- If there is no asterisk, I wrote it, but am too
ashamed to admit it.
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Graphic Response
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- Patricia Arquette, brief breast exposure in a love scene from the 1993 movie "True Romance". Directed by Tony Scott, and written by Quentin Tarantino.
Be sure to pay Graphic Response a visit at his website. www.graphic-barry.com.
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Variety
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Carmen Electra
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Carmen barely dressed on a recent episode of "Last Call with Carson Daly". As usual she shows of abs, some cleavage, a but of bum and her legs. Thanks to DeadLamb.
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See-thru nipple sighting from the French actress at a red carpet event. American audiences know her best from the terrible DiCaprio movie "The Beach", as well as her work as a L'Oreal spokesmodel. Thanks to Squiddy.
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C2000 continues his tribute. Today we take a look at her bare bum (links 14-20) in scenes from "Prince Valiant" (1997). The other collages feature plenty of great head shots and some form fitting dresses.
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Anne Heche
Jacqueline Obradors
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Dann takes a look at the Harrison Ford adventure/comedy "Six Days Seven Nights". Anne Heche shows pokies or cleavage in basically every scene she's in. "NYPD Blue" co-star Jacqueline Obradors shows off very impressive cleavage and a great thong view.
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The busty Skinemax babe topless (in every link except #8) and also giving up frontal views (links 8,10,13 and 14). Señor Skin 'caps from "Cyberella: Forbidden Passions" (1996).
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Pat Reeder www.comedy-wire.com
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Pat's comments in yellow...
DAMN DIRTY APES ARE PEOPLE! PEEEEOPLE!!
They Even Ride Tricycles And Smoke Cigarettes! - Researchers at Wayne State
University in Detroit did a molecular comparison of the DNA of a chimpanzee
and a man, and they say they are so nearly indistinguishable, chimps should
be reclassified to the same genus as humans.
Chimps have been saying that for years.
But they probably should've used DNA from someone other than Jim
Belushi.
Chimps are just a hairier subspecies of humans, like Robin Williams.
MASTURBATION AUTHOR FRUSTRATED
Hey! The Pages Are Stuck Together! - UC Berkeley history professor Thomas
W. Laqueur has written a 501-page scholarly work called "Solitary Sex: A
Cultural History of Masturbation." It traces attitudes about masturbation
since the 1700s, from doctors who claimed it caused insanity to 19th
century anti-masturbatory quack medical devices. The book got raves from
critics, but Laqueur is frustrated. He says bookstores won't let him
appear and colleagues won't take his work seriously. He said if he wrote a
bad book about World War I, no one would laugh, but write a good book on
masturbation and "people will say it's weird."
And he could write a good book about masturbation with one hand!
When he complains about feeling frustrated, people suggest that he get a
grip on himself.
The book release just feels so...anti-climactic.
It's ironic, since so many scholarly works ARE masturbation.
He thinks his colleagues are just a big circle of jerks!
Book stores won't let him appear because nobody wants to shake his hand.
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