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* Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).
* White asterisk:
expanded format.
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Blue asterisk: not mine.
No asterisk: it probably
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OTHER CRAP:
Catch the deluxe
version of Other Crap in real time, with all the bells and whistles,
here.
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Laure
1976
Laure is also known as Forever Emmanuelle and, unlike many of the films
with "Emmanuelle" or "Emanuelle" in the title, it has a legitimate claim to be
called a true Emmanuelle film. There is only one way that a film could be
called "Emmanuelle" with two "m's" - it would have to be done with the
permission of Emmanuelle Arsan, who personally owned the European and North
American rights to use that name in a film title.
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But who exactly is "Emmanuelle Arsan"? For years it has been thought to be
the nom de plume of Marayat Bibidh, a Thai woman who was married to a French
diplomat named Louis-Jacques Rollet-Andriane. This theory was substantiated
most strongly by this very film, Laure, in which Mrs. Rollet-Andriane has a
supporting role, under the stage name Emmanuelle Arsan. (She also appeared on
other films as Marayat Andriane, most notably in The Sand Pebbles opposite Steve
McQueen, as shown to the left.) Emmanuelle Arsan is also credited as the
director of this film and the author of its screenplay, based upon an
eponymous novel.
Case proven, right? |
Maryat Bibidh |
Not quite. Mrs. Andriane may have been the actress known as Emmanuelle
Arsan in this film, but she was neither the author nor the director of this film,
nor was she the author of the famous books "Emmanuelle" and "Laure."
According to the producer of this film, she was
simply the beard, and the real author of the Emmanuelle diaries was actually her
husband, the diplomat, who was also the director of this film. He had to write
the books under a pseudonym in order to insulate his softcore porn career from
his career as a diplomat, and when the trail got too close to him, he found it
ideal to claim that his wife was the author. After all, the novels were supposed to
be first person accounts of a woman who was the wife of a diplomat, so she
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The REAL Emmanuelle! |
In the special features of the Laure DVD, producer Ovidio G. Assonitis finally
reveals the true story. According to Assonitis, it was Louis-Jacques Rollet-Andriane who directed this
film and who wrote the novel from which sprang his original draft of the
screenplay, in both cases using the name Emmanuelle Arsan. His wife used the
same name to perform in the film, making it seem as if she had also done the
writing and directing. Assonitis was having tea at Fox one day, and they expressed
interest in doing another Emmanuelle film, saying they wished they knew how to
reach the author of the original. Assonitis said, "No problem,"
found the Andrianes, got them to agree to their various roles in the project,
and Fox came
up with the money.
Once filming began, there was a constant conflict between Assonitis and
Rollet-Andriane. The diplomat/author was a notorious proponent of free love
and wanted to use the film's script to advocate the philosophical case for
the lifestyle of sexual abandonment. Assonitis was not interested, and knew
that Fox would not be interested, in a dialogue-intense film which focused on
boring speeches which justified having a variety of sexual partners to perform
a variety of sex acts. He wanted to deliver a film in which those sex acts
were actually portrayed. The two men fought over the film's final cut, and
Rollet-Andriane became so frustrated by his inability to control the project
that he finally asked to have his name removed from the credits.
The final output, whoever may be responsible, is a beautifully photographed
film, shot entirely on location in the Philippines on a leisurely 14 week
schedule, with a generous budget and a guaranteed US release, courtesy of Fox.
The plot:
Laure (Annie Belle) is a free spirit and the daughter of a preacher living
in Manilla. Her vocation is to study social anthropology, at least when she
can make the time between her sex acts. She chances to meet a young
photographer (Cliver) out to document love with his camera, and they become an
item. The anthropology institute run by her father is currently fascinated by
an obscure tribe on a remote island that goes through some rebirth every year,
hence having many lifetimes each lasting one year. Laure decides there must be
an expedition to meet these people and experience the rebirth. Her expedition
team consists of Emanuelle Arsan, a professor, and her photographer, who
marries her before the trip. Everyone has sex with everyone else except the
photographer, who only wants sex with Laure, but enjoys seeing his wife play
around. The professor's wife (Michele Stark) is into the swing scene as well,
but she is not allowed not make the journey because of her pregnancy.
The producers had originally hired the legendary Linda Lovelace for the
part of Laure, but it didn't work out. After Deep Throat, Linda found both drugs and
God, and God told her not to get naked in films anymore. Producer Ovidio
Assonitis also spoke with God, who suggested he fire the bitch, which is how
real life lovers Al Cliver and Annie Belle got the lead roles. God apparently made the
right call in this case because Annie Belle was not only delightful as a free spirit, but had real
acting talent. Unfortunately, as she mentioned in another one of the DVD's excellent special
features, she was an alcoholic, which probably kept her from a bigger career.
Linda Lovelace's version of the story is that she was originally shown the script
for a mild R-rated film, which she agreed to do, although she was then married
and out of porn, because she had substantial debts and needed the $50,000 fee,
which was a lot of money in the mid 70s. Lovelace and her husband flew to Rome
to meet with the producer/director and found that the script had been altered.
"It went from a beautiful thing to pure sleaze," wrote Lovelace in her
autobiography. "It had me going to bed with twelve different people. It had me
masturbating with camera lenses. Being with lesbians. Yecccchh!" According to
Linda the Andrianes then suggested a foursome with Linda and her husband, with
Louis-Jacques saying, "It's important that we all be with each other
intimately." Both of the Rollet-Andrianes were interested in sex with Linda.
It was at this point that Lovelace dropped out of the project.
In her post-porn days in the seventies and early eighties, Linda became a
professional victim and blamed everyone and everything but herself for her former lifestyle, and
many people have suggested that her accounts are unreliable, so there is no
telling whether we can rely on her memories of this film. Her account does
make some sense in the context of the struggle between Assonitis and
Rollet-Andriane for control of this script. Presumably Lovelace had originally
been pitched a first draft prepared by Rollet-Andriane in which people talked
about the relationship between sex and spiritual beauty, but was finally
expected to perform in the Assonitis version, in which the talking was
replaced by the actual sex. After the departure of Lovelace, the script must
have undergone further metamorphoses, because both Lovelace and Marayat
Andriane have said that there were to be sex scenes between them, but in the
final version of the film the Laure character (which would have been Lovelace) never has sex with the character
played by Marayat. Michelle Stark was hired to do the lesbian scene with
Marayat, and Stark played a totally different character from the one which
Lovelace had originally been hired to play.
By the way, the "outing" of Louis-Jacques Rollet-Andriane seems to have
occurred way back in the 1960s, even before the first Emmanuelle movie was
made. Joe Bob Briggs pointed out in his 2002 review of
The Sexual Life of Catherine M and his 2001 review of
Emmanuelle in Space:
"After all, the French not only came up with "The Story of O" in the
fifties, but the novel 'Emmanuelle' by Emmanuelle Arsan in the sixties, which
is supposedly a true account of this French wild woman who hung out in
Thailand with her incredibly understanding diplomat husband, who didn't care
who she went to bed with because he believed in "free love," and a bunch of
other rich French people who lived in Southeast Asia and liked to do two
things: a) have sex, and b) make long boring speeches about the meaning of
sex.
De Gaulle himself hated 'Emmanuelle' so much that he tried to get it
banned, and in the course of defending it the publisher had to admit that
there was no Emmanuelle Arsan and that the book had been written by a guy
named Rollet-Andriane.
De Gaulle never got the book banned,
but by the time the film version came out in the early seventies, the new
French president, Georges Pompidou, tried to get the movie
banned."
Despite the revelations from that first censorship attempt some 40 years ago, all reference books
and all online sources continue to identify Marayat Andriane, not her husband,
as the real author of the Emmanuelle books, perhaps because "Emmanuelle Arsan"
is identified as the writer, director, and co-star of this film, and it
is Marayat who actually appears on screen using that name.
The total package is
a high C+: a beautifully photographed softcore film perfectly remastered, with
great
special features, a fascinating back story, and nudity from the woman whose
life inspired the Emmanuelle books. If you have any interest in
softcore, you should own it!
Severin has again done a wonderful job on restoring a lost film of merit.
The film is not available until June 12th for most people, but you can obtain
it from Rare
Licensed DVDS now, thanks to special permission to ship ahead of release date.
Click on the picture below for details.
For reasons not known to me, the version of the film which has survived to
DVD seems to be missing some of the scenes which were filmed between Michelle Stark and Marayat Andriane (As "Emmanuelle
Arsan"). Here are some images which did not survive to DVD.
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Taking the Heat
In New York, Michael Norell (Tony Goldwyn) rushes in at the last minute before closing time to get the ski equipment he ordered at Mr. Valentine's sports store. While Valentine runs his credit card through, Michael goes into the back to take a whiz. After draining the snake, he hears some commotion out front, and peeking through the curtains in the doorway, witnesses mob boss Tommy Canard (Alan Arkin) practicing his golf swing on Valentine's head in retaliation for not paying up his debt.
Freaked out, Michael is tempted to just leave things alone after Canard leaves, but the nagging voice in his head finally gets him to call the cops. However, he decides to change the story to having himself just walking in and finding Valentine's body, telling this to patrolwoman Carolyn Hunter (Lynn Whitfield). In an extremely funny sequence, he tries telling this version to her, managing to make a fool out of himself with his stammering and realizing his mistakes as she keeps questioning him, trying desperately to backtrack.
Several months later, during a heat wave that is driving the city into chaos, blackouts, and dead phone lines, detective Hunter is assigned to bring in Michael to the court hearing of Tommy Canard after the feeble-minded D.A.'s office finally figures out that Michael witnessed Canard killing Valentine. Naturally, she is not eager to see this goofball again, but the other cops are up to their armpits in the trouble breaking out around the city, so she reluctantly agrees. Of course, Canard gets wind of this surprise witness coming to the hearing, so at the same time he calls in his boys to permanently silence Michael. And, of course, that leads to the rest of the movie, where Michael and detective Hunter are shot at and chased all over the city while Hunter tries to keep Michael from running off.
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Notes and collages
Once Upon a Time in America
tomorrow: the career of Angelina Jolie, part 1
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The Comedy Wire
Organizers in Stockholm, Sweden, announced that a museum devoted to ABBA will
open there in 2009. The band won't participate, but they donated their songs
and memorabilia. At the ABBA Museum, visitors will be able to see the group's
original instruments and costumes, dance and sing karaoke to their music, and
even record their own versions of ABBA songs in a replica studio. Admission
will be, at most, $29 (US).
* But you have to pay them $500 to get out.
Police officer Randy Reynolds of Tenino, Washington, was reprimanded for using
his stun gun on a man's genitals - twice. He got in trouble after a video of
the zapping appeared on YouTube.com. Reynolds was off-duty and attending a
social gathering at the time, but he was in uniform. The other man kept
repeatedly asking him to use the stun gun on him, to find out how it felt.
Reynolds said no, but the guy just kept begging until he complied.
* This answers the question, "Is there anyone who gets
drunker at parties than Lindsay Lohan?"
To show how easy it is to spread computer viruses, Finnish computer specialist
Didier Stevens placed a simple text ad on Google's Adword site that read, "Is
your PC virus-free? Get it infected here!" 409 people clicked on it to get
their free virus.
* This also explains the popularity of Internet dating
sites.
Jail-bound Paris Hilton was photographed carrying around a Bible this week, but
she must be covering all the bases: paparazzi caught her the next day shopping
in a Buddhist book store in Hollywood. Gossip writers noted that she must be a
very fast reader, since she's probably the only person in history to finish the
Bible in one night.
* She only got as far as the Ten Commandments, and all
those "thou shalt nots" bummed her out.
Forbes magazine issued a list of the Top 10 Hot Billionaire Heiresses. Paris
Hilton was #1, followed by Ivanka Trump and Nicky Hilton. But the big
surprise was #4: Julia Louis-Dreyfuss of "Seinfeld" and "The New Adventures of
Old Christine." Most people don't know that her family founded the Dreyfus
investment group, and her dad is worth $3.5 billion.
* She's a freak of nature: a hot billionaire heiress with
TALENT!
An American tourist was arrested in Nuremberg, Germany, because he thought the
German tolerance for nude sunbathing in the parks meant it was okay for him to
put all his clothes in a bag and just walk around town naked.
* The worst part: it was Michael Moore.
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