Author: UncleScoopy
Oh, sure, you paparazzi can get some obscure social media “influencer” in focus with top-of-the-line cameras, but when it comes to big stars, the only available camera is your great-grandpa’s old Kodak Brownie.
Full paparazzi gallery here.
“English singer Mae Muller showing off her nipples in a see-through top as she attends the Susan Fang fashion show in London!”
Sample:
As you probably know, her breasts are Brobdingnagian1, and here they are, out in good light, with no tease.
1 – This has been your obscure Jonathan Swift reference of the day. “Brobdingnagian” is the opposite of “Lilliputian.” The Blefuscudians did not earn their own adjective.
I think it is real flesh-and-blood, and she looks mah-velous.
I haven’t seen this one. These links came from Reddit. I have assumed the IDs to be correct, but can offer no guarantees.
She has really great breasts, but this is the only time she ever gave us a good look.
A 1080hd video clip is here
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About a year later she did a rear nude scene in an episode of The Americans (s1e8), and her breasts were visible from the side.
She looked just as good from behind. What a body!
Here is the film clip from The Americans
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Defoe’s film clip is here.
As usual, he covers everything from the legendary sex films like Fantasm Comes Again to recently unearthed rarities like Illuminations, to mainstream films from award winners like Bruce Beresford and Peter Weir.
(To find the previous years, just scroll down from 1977.)
No true nudity, but some near-misses. She is naked (I guess) in that scene where the old nun slaps her, but it’s a side-view with an uninterrupted arm bra. The HD version will be better, but … well … not that much better.
This is a new series from Spain, AKA Turkish Passion. As you probably know, passion is Turkey’s #2 export, right after taffy.
Areola-slip?
Defoe’s film clip is here
Muriel Combeau in episode 3
Eleonore Costes in episode 1
Defoe’s film clips are here
Esther Wahl in episode 1
Kelly Depault in episode 2
Stephanie Gil in episode 1 (left) and 2 (right). Non-nude
Defoe’s 720p film clips are here
“Musselman said CHP has also seen dummies and plastic skeletons as a way for single drivers to use the HOV carpool lane. In August, a Bay Area driver was busted for using a realistic-looking mannequin in a Highway 101 carpool lane.”
The professor offered the following bullshit explanation:
“Students will analyze what makes a good parody, learn how to pay homage to other artists and learn about the social context when Yankovic skyrocketed to fame in the 1980s and 1990s. It just gives us an avenue to start studying the 20th century and pop culture in the 20th century.”
The article offered the following actual explanation:
“Professor Warwick has worked with Yankovic in the past and considers him a friend.”
This is a remake of the legendary Patrick Swayze film from the 80s, this time starring Jake Gyllenhaal as Dalton. It follows the same general pitch-line as the original:
Thoughtful tough guy is hired to clean up a local bar terrorized by some thugs. The baddies are employed by a local plutocrat who wants to scare the roadhouse owner away for some greedy reason or another.
Gyllenhaal is an accomplished performer, and Doug Liman is the established, respected director of such films as The Bourne Identity, so the film is professional and workmanlike. The action set pieces are excellent and sometimes epic. The fight scenes are filmed and choreographed skillfully.
Unfortunately, this film lacks the subversive humor, the batshit-crazy characterization, the offbeat dialogue, and the generally loony originality of the Swayze version. Swayze’s Dalton was a confident, well-to-do Doctor of Philosophy, steeped in Zen thought, master of every one of the martial arts. He wore Armani suits and drove a top-of-the-line Mercedes. The new Dalton is a mopey, broke, guilt-ridden ex-fighter who travels by Greyhound bus and probably buys his clothes at Goodwill.
Yawn.
“Roadhouse is a cinema classic and one of the most entertaining movies ever made. I doubt whether making a great comedy was the original intention, but as gamblers say, “The cards speak for themselves.” It is the White Trash Hamlet; the Redneck Romeo and Juliet; Macbeth with a Mullet; Much Ado about NASCAR; Timon of Athens, Georgia.
The new Road House is not that at all. If the first version seemed to be written by a literate, half-mad carnival geek while watching a monster truck rally, the new one seems to be written by a marketing manager with good A.I. software and a copy of “How to Sell Your Generic Script.”
Or to put it another way – the new one was created by taking the original Road House and stripping away all the fun.
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The nudity is as lackluster as the script, again paling in comparison to the sexy original. By clipping a tiny section of the 4K version, I can produce this:
But what you see as you watch the actual film is this:
Yawn again.