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The 40-Year-Old Virgin (2005
- unrated DVD)
These comments and nudity
summaries refer to the unrated DVD:
Like our founding fathers, there are certain truths which I hold
self-evident. You know, simple truths like "we have an inalienable
right to liberty," and "any dish with sour cream in it will taste
pretty good," and "Jessica Alba is smokin' hot." In fact, my
self-evident truths are not that different from those of the founding
fathers. They had no way to know about Jessica Alba, but all of them
were known to cast lustful eyes at Dolly Madison, especially that
rapscallion Jefferson. What the hell do you think they meant by "the
pursuit of happiness"? One of my self-evident
truths is that comedy is as worthwhile as drama or tragedy. Write down
why you think art is important. When you are satisfied with your
definition, you will see that it applies to comedy and drama equally.
You might have written, for example, "it offers us insight into the
human condition," or "it entertains us," or "it allows us to
understand others better." No matter what you have on your list, there
is no reason why comedy cannot do it just as well as drama. Taking the
point a step farther, you might even argue that comedy is even more
worthwhile than drama, since (1) making people laugh makes them feel
good, and that's a positive contribution to humanity (2) many doctors
contend that laughter is therapeutic in many ways and for many
conditions. Furthermore, a universally
praised comedy is more of an achievement than its tragic or dramatic
equivalent because it is more difficult to make people laugh than cry.
Hell, it's easy to provoke tears. Show children being brutalized. Show
people dying needlessly, before their time. Show a faithful dog
waiting patiently for a gentle and beloved master who will never
return. 100% effective.
Dying is easy.
Comedy is hard.
The tragedy formulas work on everyone, so it is possible to create a
drama with nearly universal appeal. The faithful dog trick works on
everyone from Hitler to Mother Theresa. Not so with comedy. Because
there is no universal formula comparable to the tragedy rules, it is
difficult to make comedies with universal appeal. The ability of a
comic to turn jokes into laughter is contingent on the preconceptions
of the listeners. Ask Mort Sahl, whose job was to ridicule those in
power. He was feted as the funniest man in the world when Eisenhower
was in power, then was relegated to smoky half-empty nightclubs when
his job became to make pointed barbs about JFK. Ask Dennis Miller,
universally regarded as one of the greatest comic minds in history
until he turned his sharp barbs at liberal America. They didn't stop
being funny, but their core audiences stopped laughing. A comic has to
tailor his material in order to get laughs, and he had better know his
audience. The ethnic jokes - no matter how brilliant - will be booed
by the PC nutburgers. The sex jokes will be poo-pooed by the religious
nutburgers. And don't plan on a career in comedy if you're planning to
use your wit against liberals. Jon Stewart and Steven Colbert, who
love to rail against stupidity on both sides of the aisle, actually
get catcalls from the audience when they use their wit to make even
the most obvious points, if their jokes are contrary to the liberal
canon - for daring to notice that Rosa Parks has been wildly overrated
by history, or that John Kerry is a stiff-ass douchebag. They are
funny and sophisticated men, but their audience just wants more
Bush=chimp jokes. Which brings us to
award season. It is reasonably easy to obtain consensus on the
effectiveness of dramas, but next to impossible to get people to agree
on comedies, so the awards always follow the path of least resistance.
Deep Throat advised Woodstein to "follow the money," but that only
works in politics. When it comes to movie awards, the resident nabobs
almost never follow the money, because the money follows comedies and
fantasies, and the elders of the cinema church simply don't consider
those worthy. (They finally had to break down and award Return of the
King when it became obvious that they'd look like complete fools if
they ignored one of the supreme achievements in the history of cinema,
but I don't believe they will ever award a true comedy, no matter how
good it is.) When was the last time that
a comedy won Best Picture? No, I don't mean one of those
character-based films like Tootsie, or a musical comedy like Chicago,
but a comedy that actually makes people laugh. Where are the
Farrelly's Oscars for There's Something About Mary and Dumb and
Dumber? Where are Groucho's Oscars for Duck Soup? Where is Leslie
Nielsen's Oscar for playing Frank Drebin in Police Story? Where are
the Oscars for those guys who wrote Airplane?
They must be in the mail.
Mel Brooks does have a screenwriting Oscar for
The Producers and Woody Allen has two, including one for Annie Hall,
which also won him Best Director. Woody is just about the only comedy
writer who doesn't get the door shut in his face by the H'wood
establishment. He has something like 13 "best original screenplay"
nominations, including some for mediocre movies. (Alice??)
The British, to their eternal credit, do a much
better job of recognizing comedy. They do not treat comedy writers as
equals, but they do occasionally let them sit with the adults. In
1994, they gave the original screenplay BAFTA to Harold Ramis and
Danny Rubin for Groundhog Day, as they well should have, over The
Piano and In the Line of Fire. Groundhog Day was not even nominated
for an Oscar! In 1997 the Brits gave the Best Picture award to The
Full Monty over Titanic. I'm not sure that I support that decision,
but the point is that at least they were inviting comedy to sit at the
big boy table. (For the record, the Brits have been more accepting of
fantasy films and other genre movies as well, awarding Best Picture
awards to The Fellowship of the Ring and The Usual Suspects in years
when the Yanks were honoring A Beautiful Mind and Braveheart.)
Which finally brings us back to The 40-Year-Old
Virgin. Let us imagine a different world. It is one in which comedies
are treated as equals and therefore receive at least half of the Oscar
nominations, and includes a filter that prevents tragedies or dramas
with a few funny lines from getting any of the comedy nominations. In
such a world, The 40-Year-Old Virgin would be nominated for Best
Picture. It is not only a very funny movie, but it is also involving,
and tremendously perceptive about human relationships. It is one of
the two funniest comedies (with Wedding Crashers); it is one of the
two or three best movies among the comedy entries (with Broken Flowers
and Wallace and Gromit); and is the only film which is a shoo-in for both
lists. Essentially it is the best comedy of the year, which would
automatically earn an Oscar nomination in a good and just world.
The film provided Steve Carell with a chance to
to come off the comedy bench and become a star. He stepped up and
slugged it out of the park. He just plain nailed this role as well as
it could be done, and he did 90% of it without trying to be funny in
any obvious way. He just delivered his lines in character and trusted
the material and his supporting cast. He played the Mary Tyler Moore
role. Right choice. And some good acting as well. He
played the entire part well within the limits of credibility. If you watch
this movie, you will never doubt for a minute that he really is a
virgin.
The basic plot is that three rowdy retail guys
find out that their 40-year-old colleague is a virgin, and they
resolve to get him laid. Various well-intentioned but stupid attempts fail for various reasons,
but our hero does eventually find a girl on his own. Unfortunately, he
is too timid to have sex with her because he has no idea what he's
doing, and he's too intimidated to admit his virginal status. That's
about all there is to it. Pure and simple premise. The brilliance is
in the execution, the balls-to-the-wall humor, and the empathy we
establish for the characters. I liked
the DVD extras just as much as I liked the film itself. Basically,
there isn't a bad minute anywhere. The deleted scenes and outtakes are
just as funny as the film itself. The scenes were deleted for one of
two reasons: (1) in some scenes, the guys improvised a lot of
different jokes and kept the one they liked best, so the others got
deleted; (2) in other cases, the material was too naughty or the
lines were too hard to understand. The full-length commentary is also
funny, and even some of the completely unrelated material (Seth
Rogan's "My Dinner With Stormy") is a hoot!
According to IMDb, Jamie Elle Mann has only
been in two movies. The 24-Year-Old Virgin and The 40-Year-Old
Virgin!!
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Other Crap:
"HILLARY SUPPORTS GIVING FLAGS RIGHT TO VOTE" ... Attempt to
Position Herself as Centrist, Observers Say
Poetry in Translation
- This is cool. Type in a sentence. Google translates it to
German, then French, then back to German, then back to English
again.
- Here is my answer: "we a small number, us a small number, we
provide fortunately brothers." Can you guess what I typed in?
Here's a gazillion of those Kelly Brook pics without any annoying
ads, or for that matter any annoying Billy Zane. (Well, maybe
one arm here and there.)
Colin Farrell treated for medication dependency, exhaustion
The National Board of Review of Motion Pictures gave its
best-picture award Monday to "Good Night, and Good Luck"
- "Two performers who underwent significant transformations for
their roles received the top acting honors from the National Board
of Review: Philip Seymour Hoffman as Truman Capote in 'Capote,'
and Felicity Huffman as a preoperative transsexual in
'Transamerica.'"
'Brokeback Mountain' won three of the top four awards from the New
York Film Critics Circle
- Best Picture: Brokeback Mountain
- Best Director: Ang Lee, Brokeback Mountain
- Best Actor: Heath Ledger, Brokeback Mountain
- Best Supporting Actor: William Hurt, A History of Violence
- Best Screenplay: Noah Baumbach, The Squid and the Whale
- Best Actress: Reese Witherspoon, Walk the Line
- Best Supporting Actress: Maria Bello, A History of Violence
- Best Cinematography: 2046 (three different men)
"A COMPLICATED dance, a bite on the rump and ferocious backward
kicks are all part of the wombat's lovemaking repertoire"
- Either that, or they are rehearsing for Kung-Fu Hustle 2.
- In my experience, that makes wombats eminently qualified to
become stewardesses
Family Guy - Brian proves Peter's fatness with a scientific
demonstration
"Lately I've noticed a weird trend in gossip blogs: mustache
sightings on female celebrities."
Star Gazing - The results of Slate's TV celebrity contest.
- "Slate recently asked readers to put their pop-culture
knowledge to the test by asking them to match up 15 past and
present notable TV stars with photos of their equally notable
features. The answers are posted."
Christmas shopping? Here's one for less than ten bucks.
"Introducing our unique 'Pocket - Get off the Phone Excuse
Machine'."
- This little device gives you '6' different sounds that will
help you out of the tightest spot - and get you off of the phone
'fast'. Freedom is just 'the press of a button' away."
- The six sounds can be tested at the web site.
The Bacardi Rum site has the teaser/trailer for Miami Vice
- Know what? Michael Mann invented this style, and he's still
the master, but it seems stale now. That means the film will rise
or fall on the script, not the style. But then again, I guess they
all do.
Actual numbers on Howard Stern's move to Sirius
- "Since Stern announced his move last year, subscribers for the
$12.95-a-month service have increased from 600,000 to more than
2.2 million ... less than 20 percent of the audience for his
enormously successful syndicated show. Stern says he was told that
recruiting 1 million listeners was the break-even point for
Sirius, although he's not counting."
"Andy's anagram solver"
Video:
The Badger Box
- A candid camera video based on the ol' "I have a scary animal
in this box" trick
The teaser trailer for Mission: Impossible III
"Kate Beckinsale says she strips for her husband via an internet
webcam when she is away filming."
VIDEO:
Mr Bean taking a quick look at the story of Jesus.
Vintage video:
The Quick Bunny plays Atari
France: a country in chaos ...
The O'Reilly France Boycott: Three Years Later
Paramount Buys DreamWorks for $1.6 Billion
NFL Football Playoff Race - if the season ended today
- The Steelers would get the sixth seed over the Chiefs and
Chargers
- The Cowboys would barely sneak into the last spot in the NFC
bracket
AFI chooses the Top 10 films of 2005
- Their list: Brokeback Mountain, King Kong, The 40 Year Old
Virgin, Capote, Crash, Good Night and Good Luck, A History of
Violence, Munich, The Squid and the Whale, and Syriana.
- I realize that it is difficult to fit everything into the Top
10, but Sin City, Batman Begins, and Cinderella Man probably
belong up there somewhere.
Here's how they stack up so far (Monday morning) at IMDb. Bear in
mind that Munich is not yet rated. Syriana, on the other hand, is
absent from the list because it is rated too low.
Wikipedia prankster confesses to implicating an innocent man in the
Kennedy assassination
Zero-Gravity Sports Closer to Reality
Movie Reviews:
Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe). White asterisk: expanded format.
Blue asterisk: not mine. No asterisk: it probably sucks.
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Criminal Woman Killing Melody (1973)
Criminal Woman Killing Melody opens with Reiko Ike walking into a club, and
trying to massacre a Yakuza gang single-handed with a sword. She is, of
course, arrested, and is morose in prison. He unwillingness to tell her story
ends in a cat fight with Miki Sugimoto, who is more or less the cell boss, and
is the girl of a Yakuza leader. Like the famous fight in Cool Hand Luke, the
less experienced Ike is not very effective, but never quits. The fight ends in
a draw. Cut to several years into the future. Ike is out, and is after revenge
with the entire Yakuza mob that killed her father, a minor drug peddler for
them, and then raped her. Three former classmates join in, and they plot to
give the Yakuza a financial screwing, and then do them in. Naturally, Sugimoto
is the moll of the very Yakuza leader that Ike wants to take down.
The plan is to convince the gang she is after to fight against a rival
gang. Again, this is full of nudity, sex, and BD/SM, as well as the required
cat fights between Ike and Sugimoto. Both women show breasts in several
scenes. In all of these films, the girl gang members have intimate tattoos
identifying them as gang members, in this case, breast tattoos.
The first cat fight in the film goes on forever, and the film is bookended
with another at the end. We see a liberal dose of political corruption, which
is normal in the Pinky Violence films. These films came about when the studios
were in sharp decline due to TV, and decided to give the public something they
couldn't see on TV, namely sex and violence. It worked, but even more
importantly were made by a studio system, and were hence the best quality time
and budget would allow. Director Norifumi Sazuki knew how to dress a set,
choreograph a scene, and pick color palettes, and and his worst scenes are
well done, with the best ones very nicely executed.
These films aren't nearly as dated as American exploitation of the era,
possibly because they are about the lower rungs of society, who have not made
much progress. The women are shown as anything but demure and subservient, and
hence might be popular with female audiences. Sazuki also tries to show the
conflict between traditional Japanese values, and the reality of these street
girls' lives. He frequently shifts rapidly from violence to sex to suspense to
comic relief, which could be very jarring, but, with him, simply keeps you
interested, as you will nearly never be able to predict what is coming next.
Both Ike and Sugimoto show breasts. This is another B-. I highly recommend
the Pinky Violence Collection which includes four of the best of the genre, a
CD of Reiko Ike songs, and a good deal of textual information.
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While browsing through the Encyclopedia volume of Edwige Fenech I noticed
that she seemed to show the most skin in La Pretora (1976), a movie
directed by Lucio Fulci. As this film is available on DVD in Italy I
ordered a copy and checked it out. Boy, was I ever right! During the first
18 minutes Edwige unveils nothing, but then she practically can't keep her
clothes on for more than five minutes in a row! And mostly it's not just
her breasts she's showing, but the full monty. In fact I've got 26 clips
from this movie, too much for one contribution, so today you'll get 12,
the rest should follow tomorrow.
The movie itself deals with a judge (pretore/a) in a small provincial town in
Italy. Edwige Fenech plays judge Viola Orlando, a severe magistrate who is
known as a morally strict and uptight woman who can't be bought. Viola's
troubles begin while she is handling the case of a con man who tried to sell
off cans of dog food as goulash. He comes across a topless woman near a hotel
swimming pool whom he thinks is Viola because she looks exactly like her. As
he later finds out, this woman is Viola's twin sister Rosa, an easy-going,
uninhibited woman who doesn't think about the consequences of her actions.
Rosa's main source of income is picking up rich men in hotels and living at
their expense for a while, but with our con man, who is penniless, this
backfires and she gets into financial strife.
The con man informs Viola's enemies of the twin sister and her troubles, which
prompts them to organize an erotic Snow White photoshoot starring Rosa. Since
Rosa and Viola look exactly the same, Viola gets in troubled water as everyone
in town thinks that she is the one in the pictures. Keep in mind that even
now, thirty years later, a naked judge is still a no-no. Furthermore Viola
also has a fiancé, a somewhat naive count who runs a bio-chickens farm on his
estate, and who is disappointed with Viola in bed and would prefer her to be
more like her twin sister in that domain. So Viola is now faced with a double
challenge: preserving her good name on the one hand, while also becoming more
sensuous to prevent losing her fiancé. Will she succeed?
All in all this 30-year-old comedy was a pleasant surprise. It has held up
fairly well over the years. It's still funny, with plenty of sexual puns and
double entendres, many of which were lost to me because my Italian simply
isn't good enough. (English subtitles would have been welcome on the DVD.) The
camera work is above average, and the actors all seemed to enjoy themselves
and put in solid performances. A special mention here must go to Edwige Fenech,
who was simply brilliant in the double role of Viola/Rosa. Edwige is a
beautiful, classy woman and good actress who is aware of her talents and
enjoys showing them off. Director Lucio Fulci really couldn't have made a
better choice to play the female lead role. Add to that a beautiful remastered
anamorphic widescreen DVD transfer plus copious nudity by primarily Edwige
Fenech and this film scores a solid C+.
The first batch of Edwige Fenech nudity clips goes as follows:
1-4: Rosa sorta topless by the pool meeting the con man ( 1,
2,
3,
4)
5-6: Rosa naked in bed with the con man ( 5,
6)
8-12: Rosa in the company of the count and the villains persuading her to to
the erotic Snow White shoot ( 8,
9,
10,
11,
12)
to be continued...
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Beverly Lynne,
Sex Games Vegas, ep. For I Have Sinned |
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Lisa Langlois, Stone Cold dead |
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Beverly Lynne,
Sex Games Vegas, ep. For I Have Sinned |
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Linnea Quigley,
Stone Cold Dead |
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Beverly Lynne,
Sex Games Vegas, ep. For I Have Sinned |
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Tracy Scoggins,
The Gumshoe Kid |
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Beverly Lynne,
Sex Games Vegas, ep. For I Have Sinned |
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Stripper, Unmasked Fantasy |
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Beverly Lynne,
Hollywood Sexcapades, ep Dutch Treat |
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Stripper, Unmasked Fantasy |
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Beverly Lynne,
Phobia |
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Cytheria, Sex Games Vegas, ep. For I Have Sinned |
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2005's Fantastic Four will join the list of comics
that got the big-screen Hollywood treatment, and barely survived the
journey. Two scientists, two astronauts, and a
businessman bankrolling the venture, are on a space station to perform an
experiment. Things go wrong and they are exposed to cosmic radiation. Back
on earth, they start to exhibit changes to their bodies, and superpowers
emerge.
As the scientists work to find a cure, they and the
astronauts band together to fight a common enemy, the businessman whose
powers he has started using for evil.
Dazzling special effects keep this movie watchable, but
the story is not well done, the script is very corny in spots, the
character development is very weak, the movie can't decide if it's a
serious movie or a comedy, and fans of the comic will probably be
disappointed. Even worse, the ending was definitely designed to set up for
a sequel, and more of the same would be a shame.

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Pat's comments in yellow...
PARIS HILTON CHRISTMAS DISPLAY
Joe Moretti, a designer from Cranston, Rhode Island, has upset some residents in
his middle-class neighborhood by creating a Christmas yard display composed
entirely of blown-up photos of Paris Hilton adorned with pink lights. As usual,
in some of them, she's rather skimpily-dressed, although there's no nudity.
Moretti said he's sorry if anyone's offended, but he was just trying to be
creative and bring a little Hollywood to Cranston. It's drawing lots of
slow-driving gawkers, but one local man said he didn't want his grandchildren to
associate Christmas with a naked woman but with Santa Claus, noting, "He's been
around longer."
* Yes, but does he have Paris Hilton's staying power?
* On the other hand, both Paris Hilton and Santa are all about getting
everything you want...Plus, they're both synonymous with the phrase, "Ho!
Ho! Ho!"
* Also, when you think of wise men flocking to a virgin, you don't think
of Paris Hilton.
* Paris Hilton is what bad little boys want to see in stockings when they
wake up.
MANHATTAN FILLED WITH MAPLE SYRUP AROMA
Last Thursday, the air in Manhattan from midtown to the upper East and West
sides was filled with a mysterious aroma of maple syrup. An Environmental
Protection Department spokesman said the calls they got weren't exactly
complaints, since it was much sweeter and more pleasant than the usual New York
smells, and air sample tests were negative for anything dangerous. But this is
the second time in two months that the air was filled with the smell of syrup,
and nobody can figure out where it's coming from.
* Has Andrew Lloyd Webber got a new show on Broadway?
* Not the Denny's...That still smells like urine.
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