Although there is no lower body nudity (except a quick peek at her booty under her shift, ala a hospital gown), this may attract some attention in the annual balloting for the nude scene of the year.
Category: Beauty
This could really cut back on wardrobe costs. You can get a roll of black duct tape for about five bucks at Home Depot.
This is a tough time of year for the Big Apple, as Milan and Paris compete for Swanky Bullshit Event-Goers.
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No swanky event, just walking through West Hollywood, ‘cuz that’s how she rolls.
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But is that so very wrong? Being beautiful is her job after all, and she’s good at it.
(To be fair and balanced: she also sings. Allegedly.)
This is the film with Ana de Armas as Marilyn Monroe / Norma Jeane. Julianne plays Norma Jeane’s deeply disturbed mother.
The Ana de Armas pictures are here.
Ana de Armas created an uncanny portrayal of MM. I especially loved the scene when she tells Arthur Miller things he didn’t know about his own play. Adrian Brody also did a great job in that scene, portraying Miller at first suspicious of, and utterly flabbergasted by, Marilyn’s erudite comments, then completely moved by her insightful grasp of the characters.
Arthur Miller disappointed Marilyn and betrayed her trust, but he came off better than Joe DiMaggio and JFK, who are portrayed as a couple of complete douchebags. A callous JFK treats Marilyn like a sex slave. Joltin’ Joe, although he seems to care for MM in his way, is a simple, jealous, paternalistic brute who slaps her around.
Despite great performers like de Armas, Brody and Bobby Cannavale, I wasn’t crazy about the film, which is too long in general, and contains several individual scenes that seem to drag on long after they have made their points. And those are often hypothetical or purely imaginary points, since the film is not a Marilyn Monroe biopic. In fact, it bears only a superficial resemblance to her life story. Slate did a good job of covering the differences between this film and reality. Blonde is a combination of facts, speculation, and pure invention, based on a novel by Joyce Carol Oates. The names of her famous lovers and husbands are never even mentioned in the credits, although their identities are obvious. They are credited as “the ex-athlete,” “the playwright,” and “the President.” The underlying essence of the film is that Marilyn spent her life with an aching emptiness over her missing father, and that her long-term relationships always reflected her search for a father figure.
By the way, the identity of her biological father has been quite convincingly determined by DNA. It was a studio executive named Charles Stanley Gifford. That was no great surprise. Gifford was Marilyn’s mother’s boss. According to some reports, Marilyn probably knew that he was her father, because she allegedly made repeated efforts to contact him and was always rebuffed. That parentage means that Marilyn was a direct descendant of John Alden, a famous historical figure who came over on the Mayflower, and whose marriage to a fellow colonist was immortalized in a famous poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Courtship of Miles Standish.” Other descendants of Alden include John Adams, Orson Welles, and the aforementioned Longfellow, so Marilyn was in good company. (Other distant relatives include Dan Quayle, Julia Child, Jodie Foster and Raquel Welch.)
The film’s sensationalistic NC-17 rating seems totally unnecessary. There is a fellatio scene (no visible penis), and much sex and nudity, but there is nothing that you might not see in any R-rated film. On the other hand, TV Insider thinks the NC-17 was justified, not by one or two moments, but by the overwhelming impact of scene after scene.
The real Marilyn, Lindsay Lohan and Ana de Armas
You can also see Ashley Judd’s version in the comments.
Related Gallery: Ana de Armas in Blonde
There is no real nudity in this episode, but her areola is visible as she jogs in a sports bra. She then she takes a shower, but there’s nothing to see.
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This is the full-screen version (1440×1080):
One imager compared Marilyn to two actresses who recreated her most famous pose, Ana de Armas and Lindsay Lohan
Also naked in this film: Julianne Nicholson, who did a full-frontal scene.
I’m not sure what you can see (too many effin’ bubbles), but this pic is still sexy as hell.
Rachel is the white woman who identifies as black and even became the president of one chapter of the NAACP. She has since taken it to another level, changing her name to Nkechi Diallo. I wonder if she clicks her tongue several times when pronouncing it.
Here is the full thread on The Fappening Blog (Many pics)
Here is a sample that appeared on Reddit, complete with comments. (One pic)
Story here. (No pics)
Comments, captures by Whitecaps:
“Latest video captures. 720p. From the 1992 movie Crush. Not much here, possibly a nip slip from Marcia Gay Harden (but the captures are pretty sexy) and Donogh Rees that might be a body double. The first five are Harden. I wouldn’t have bothered to cap this, but I spent 10 minutes fast forwarding, so, even though I know it’s the sunk cost fallacy, I felt a need.”
Scoop’s note:
It may be worthwhile to scan through the rest of the film. Many years ago, an imager named RokWatch captured a topless scene from this movie featuring Marcia Gay Harden.
And Johnny Moronic’s version also shows that image, as well as another scene where part of her breast may have fallen from her bra for a frame or two (top row below):
For what it’s worth, I just checked Mr. Skin’s site and he says that the topless scene occurs 22 minutes in, while the possible bra escape is at 30:00.
Whitecaps’ responses:
Well, that was stupid of me, trying to cut corners by fast forwarding through the movie.
I don’t know about the other possible slip at the 30 minute mark, but there is another one.
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Oh, I’m wrong again. I think that other scene is too much in the shadows though, though not the nip.
Man, I miss that first season of Westworld. I can’t even figure out what’s going on in the latest episodes. Plus everyone generally remains clothed.
Click on the pic to see a gallery of her in this very odd outfit. The view below is pretty sexy, but the back makes her look like an escaped emu.
Of course, given that she’s Gwyneth Paltrow, she coerced Goldfinger into using a designer shade of gold called butterscotch bumblebee, which is now available at Goop for only $999 a gallon.
Bonus: it’s scented to match her candle.