Cherry, Harry & Raquel (1969) is an early Russ Meyer exploitation film, and carries an X rating. Cherry is a nurse, and is Harry's girlfriend. Raquel is a hooker. Harry is a corrupt sheriff of an Arizona border town, and mainly smuggles in pot from Mexico. He reports to Franklin, who is the head gangster. An associate, Apache, is going into business for himself, and Harry is ordered to kill Apache. It isn't that easy.

Harry sleeps with Raquel and Cherry, Cherry sleeps with Harry and Raquel, and Raquel sleeps with everyone else in the film, except Soul (played by Ushi Digard). Soul has no English lines, and no interaction with other characters, He role is to pop up nude here and there. Larissa Ely plays Raquel, and shows breasts and buns, as do all of the women. Cherry is played by Linda Ashton, and Harry is played by Charles Napier. Michelle Grand shows breasts and bush as a gyno patient at the hospital where Cherry works.

IMDB readers have this at 5.9 of 10. The master used for this DVD was clearly faded, as the transfer lacks contrast and saturation. The story has no merit, but this is a good example of early soft-core, complete with redeeming social merit voice-over at the start and finish about the evils of pot. It is only for sex in cinema historians, and fans of the stars. D.

Movies:

Quiet Days in Clichy is a terrible, unwatchable movie, an interpretation of a Henry Miller novel made by simply taking Miller's dialogue out of the book and filming the episodes as written, sometimes changing the order of the episodes, although for no apparent reason. The style is "early home movie". They knew they wanted to film a Henry Miller script, without really knowing why, other than to make it racy. The film was banned in the United States, and the uncut version has never been seen before in this country, although 75 still images from the film were published in the Grove Press edition of the book, and a few of these images actually became semi-famous posters back in the hippie years. I guess it was banned because the film includes about 5 seconds of an erection, and about a 15 second close-up of the old in-out, as seen from just behind some guy's butt. In other words, you basically can see his arsehole and his balls in front of some dark stuff. That was controversial stuff in 1970, especially since this was supposed to be arthouse, not grindhouse. There isn't all that much sex. About 55 minutes of it could be a travelogue of Paris and Luxembourg. It is an interesting historical curiosity, including an obscene sound track by radical music legends Country Joe and the Fish

• Louise White thumbs
• Louise White. #6 was a semi-popular poster. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
• other thumbs (1, 2)
• Anne Kehler (1, 2)
• Lisbet Lundquist This one was made into a poster.
• Ulla Koppel (1, 2)
• Susanne Krage (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
• some others (one of the bath chicks is Petronella, but I don't know which.) #3 was occasionally seen as a poster back then. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)

OTHER CRAP:

• Marvel Comics to unveil a gay gunslinger, The Rawhide Kid, who comments in the first edition how he admires the Lone Ranger's powder blue outfit. Yup, he's an ornery sidewinder, yet he never forgets to set aside a little time for his mother. He's tough and squinty-eyed, yet a good moisturizer helps him avoid any telltale crow's-feet. He's a desperado who's quick on the draw, yet not too quick to leave the hide-out without accessorizing. He's one well groomed rootin'-tootin' buckaroo who'll send ya to Boot Hill in a pine box color-coordinated with your outfit. He'll never shoot a man in the back -  at least not with his gun. He owns the streets of  Tombstone, except when there's a good new musical revue opening down at the Long Branch.

• The Irish bookies are taking bets on the next pope. The Rawhide Kid is currently 1000000-1.

• Today's Kitschy Khristmas gift recommendation - the Bobblehead Jesus

• "Whitney's wacky outdoor show" (actual FoxNews headline)

• FHM's complete article on Jolene Blalock (with pictures). Her education stopped at elementary school. She dropped out of HS in her freshman year.

• Turns out Winona Ryder wasn't the only celebrity client of a Los Angeles doctor who got defrocked for repeated acts of unprofessional conduct, including the excessive prescription of narcotics like Demerol and Xanax. According to a detailed investigative report from California state regulators, Dr. Feelgood also improperly prescribed drugs to Ryder's buddy Courtney Love. Details at: http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/cletdrugs1.html

• If you just can't wait - Two Towers photo gallery

• Here's some scary shit for you young guys from a government web site. "If and when the Congress and the President reinstate a military draft, the Selective Service System would conduct a National Draft Lottery to determine the order in which young men would be drafted."

• ROCK chick Meg Mathews plays down her wild, party girl reputation — by, er, stripping naked for a glossy magazine. Meg, ex-wife of Oasis rocker Noel Gallagher, gets nude, and The Sun is there.

• The hidden delights in the weekend edition of Box Office Mojo.

  • A little sci-fi film named Equilibrium, released in only 300 theaters, grossed more per screen than the highly promoted Treasure Planet. Although virtually unheralded, Equilibrium is creating quite a buzz among the young guys on the internet in chat rooms and bulletin boards. It is currently rated an astronomical 8.1 (!?) at IMDb. Ebert awarded a solid 3 stars, but EW gave it a D+, calling it too derivative.

  • Empire, made for a measly four million dollars, took in more per screen ($7200) than Harry Potter ($2900) and James Bond ($3800) added together!

  • On the other side of the coin was the major blunder Extreme Ops. Reportedly budgeted at $40 million, filled with elaborate shots of extreme winter sports in the remote Alps, with a plot combining soft drink commercials and fugitive Yugoslavian war criminals, it grossed $4 million in two weeks, despite a semi-enthusiastic 1800 theater roll-out. I saw it. I never wrote it up because there wasn't any nudity, but it was dreadful, despite terrific work from the stunt guys, who did some great skiing and snowboarding.

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• 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.

Today we feature Penélope Cruz in "Vanilla Sky". The first 2 are just Penelope looking sexy. The next 4 show breast exposure while making it with Tom Cruise.

• Penélope Cruz (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)

'Caps and comments by Mr. Grundy.

• CAPUCINE from Sergio Corbucci's "The Con Artists" (1976)... unfortunately, not a nudie. However, the last time I checked over a month ago, I was surprised there was barely anything in the archives, featuring this most striking-looking French actress. (The first time I took note of her was in a later "Pink Panther" film, and I remember going, 'whoa!'.)

As always, Mr. Grundy invites you to visit him at Sick Sexy Sinema Shots

SANTA DROPS HIS PANTS IN FRONT OF PRESIDENT BUSH
Hee-Haw! - At the Washington, DC, Christmas Tree lighting gala, Roy Clark was dressed as Santa, singing "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer," and he didn't realize that his Santa pants had fallen down. Fortunately, it was so cold, he had on sweat pants underneath. He kept right on singing as cameras caught President Bush cracking up and Laura Bush trying to stifle a ladylike chuckle. Later, the crowd roared when Bush said, "I appreciate Santa coming. It looks like he needs a belt for Christmas."