In case you missed the dialogue between me and “Uncle” in the other Joanne Pearce thread (Joanne Pearce naked in Way Upstream), the aforementioned “Uncle” happens to have a clip of this very rare scene from Murder East Murder West, an obscure 34-year-old TV movie. The quality is … well … I think “abysmal” is probably the right word, but as always happens in cases like this, it is the only version that we have, and therefore the best, so let’s enjoy it, because … good luck finding a better one! I don’t think this film was ever available in the States, and while there seems to have been a video tape release in the UK, I don’t know where you could find a copy today. Our only hope is that a UK channel might re-broadcast it, and that is probably a slim hope.
Here is Uncle’s film clip . You can stream it or download it. As far as I know, GoFile is completely safe.
It’s a very lively scene, so between the motion blur and the poor quality, it’s just about impossible to grab a decent frame from that clip. I grabbed the best two I could find, then shrunk them back to VHS size to make them sharper. At least you can identify Joanne and Jeroen Krabbe, and you can tell her nipples are erect. Crap indeed, but the best I could do.
All thanks go to “Uncle” for this one.
Since they now nominate so many films for Best Picture, we have to look to Best Director to see who’s really getting respect:
Jonathan Glazer, “The Zone of Interest”
Yorgos Lanthimos, “Poor Things”
Christopher Nolan, “Oppenheimer”
Martin Scorsese, “Killers of the Flower Moon”
Justine Triet, “Anatomy of a Fall”
Thank Dawid for pointing us to this one:
Also naked in this film, Magda Cielecka
Nobody was getting naked in American films from mid-1935 through 1962, but Shirley MacLaine came about as close as a mainstream American actress dared to in that era. There was obviously a pent-up market for this racy fare. If my memory is correct, this shattered the record for the longest movie run in my rather provincial home town of Rochester, NY.
(Way back in 2001, I wrote extensively of the film here.)
Here’s another underrated scene that Penman is restoring to the front burner:
A 4K look is quite revealing. When she bent over, she did not get her cheeks far enough apart to offer a Full Heche, but you may find something even more interesting! (Or she may be wearing a modesty patch.) Good on ya, ScarJo!
And then there was this …
Y’all picked this as the #4 nude scene of the millennium, although it was shockingly only the second-best nude scene of 2014. (That shows you how good the best scene was.)
I don’t believe I have ever seen Joanne naked before, and here she is, with everything exposed in broad daylight.
This is quite a good find that I saw on Phun today. I checked and there were no nude images of Joanne in my back issues. I double-checked with Mr. Skin to see what Joanne flesh he might have unearthed. Again the ol’ ziparoo. The only images I found in my archives were some OZ captures from Whoops Apocalypse (1987), and Señor Piel had pretty much the same thing. They’re sexy, but there’s no nudity:
It was before the war, and he had some time to kill.
Winston Churchill was really one of the great ad copywriters, so great that they named a cigarette after him.
It was actually two brands, if you include the ill-fated Churchill Slims, a product from the early 70s that specifically targeted female teenagers. Their slogan: “You’re groovy, baby. Groovy on the beaches, groovy in the fields and in the streets, groovy in the hills – and now there’s a smoke as groovy as you are. So never surrender that smooth tobacco taste.”
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If you don’t know what this is about, this is the reference.
He was nominated for seven Oscars for five different movies. Curiously, he never won one, but the Academy did honor him with the Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award.
CBC’s take
My usual, rambling, almost or completely irrelevant points:
I started to write about how we lost another from The Greatest Generation, then I realized that Jewison almost missed the cutoff. (He was born in 1926, one year before the generally recognized tail end of the group.) That semi-official definition is based on anyone old enough to fight in WW2 legally, but those dates need to be flexible. My definition encompasses anyone who fought in WW2 period. My dad’s brother lied his way into the service and was part of the D-Day Invasion. (The army accepted his claim to be 18. If you were willing and eager to parachute behind enemy lines, the recruiters didn’t check your credentials too carefully.) That clearly qualified him as TGG, in my book, even though he was born in 1929 and enlisted at 15. Uncle John was not alone. Scholars estimate that 200,000 underage Americans fought in The Big One. (God only knows how many underage Russians. I suppose many millions.) There are not many of them left, no matter how young they were then.
A curious point about pronunciation. That CBC report reminded me that Toronto natives, even the news broadcasters, almost always pronounce it Toronno, without the interior “t,” just as Milwaukee natives almost never pronounce the “l.”
I didn’t recognize her. I re-read the article to make sure it was about the same woman.
Behind the scenes pictures of actress and reality star Chrishell Stause showing nipple on the set of The Classic Cat! in West Hollywood!
Nip-slip? Tape? Bra? Dunno.
There are also some good booty shots in the gallery
Some excellent topless nudity in a forgotten film, brought back to the front burner by some excellent Penman collages.
This is shocking. Ron DeSantis was running for President? I just thought he was taking that long-coveted Iowa vacation.
He collected more than $100 million in his war chest, and visited every nook and cranny of Iowa, only to find out that he had no prayer. Expensive lesson. 99% of the people in America would have told him that for free. I wonder what he thought his path would be, given that he wouldn’t take a position against the guy he was supposedly opposing. He never really gave anyone a good reason to vote for him instead of Trump. And of course, he has approximately zero charisma or charm. He makes Steven Wright seem energetic and engaging. Who is the most drab, charisma-challenged presidential candidate you can think of? Perhaps John Kerry? In a world of DeSantises, John Kerry would seem like a combination of Reagan and JFK.
There is a silver lining for him: he never quit his day job. Denied the chance to screw up the country, he promised that he would rededicate himself wholeheartedly to screwing up Florida.
This is from The Real Housewives Ultimate Girls Trip (s4e3)
The high sheriffs still pixelate the breasts, but leave the butts unaltered.
I’m pretty sure that full-frontal is the real deal. Here’s a 4X ENLARGEMENT:
They came up with only one theme for their jokes: Jacob is taller and hotter than the rest of us. That’s true enough, and maybe good for one passing reference, but not as the basis of multiple sketches.
My theory is that Jacob should always be required to travel with a Jiminy Cricket character to remind him that being hot doesn’t cover up douchebaggery. I recommend Curtis “Booger” Armstrong for the job. In fact, I think Jacob and Booger should do a buddy cop film where the elderly Booger actually subdues all the bad guys and solves all the crimes.
This is part of my continuing campaign to give Booger more work.
“Pictures of Maya Jama looking busty, thick and bootylicious while wearing a swimsuit at a resort in South Africa!”
Sample:
