Bruiser (2000) is a George Romero film funded by French Canal + and made in Ontario on a very small budget. It is meant as a commentary on the dehumanizing effects of industry on the common man. Henry Creedlow (Jason Flemyng) has a real bad day. He lives in an unfinished house, and his breakfast is disrupted by an obnoxious poodle, and a wife who won't get up. She clearly has little or no use for him. His best friend and financial planner picks him up on the way to the train station, and shows him his portfolio, which is not doing as well as he expected. His boss at Bruiser Magazine, Milo (Peter Stormare), makes an ass out of him at a morning meeting. He is turned down for a Gold Card because he is undercapitalized.

Then, at a BBQ at Milo's mansion, Milo's estranged wife makes a mask of his face, and tells him to decorate it. He then observes his wife giving Milo a hand job out in the open. She dumps him at home and leaves. In the morning, he discovers that the cleaning woman has been stealing from them, and hits her. She is dead on the floor, and he finds that his face is a blank mask he can't remove. For the rest of the film, he gets even with those who ruined his life, and the mask slowly turns back into him.

All in all, not a terrible concept. Unfortunately, I was not entirely impressed with the execution. As Henry would be doing really awful things to those who had wronged him, it was necessary to make everyone else in the film obviously evil so we would have empathy with him. The net result is a film full of people you hate, and one with a featureless plastic face.

Nina Garbiras as Henry's wife shows breasts and buns. Kiran Friesan, as Lady Godiva at a party, shows breasts. Marie V. Cruz, as the next Bruiser cover girl, shows breasts and buns. IMDb readers have this at 4.9 of 10. It had a limited theatrical release in France, Canada and Japan, but went straight to vid in the US. The DVD includes a commentary with George Romero and producer Ben Barenholtz. Flemyng was clearly hampered by the mask and Stormare was way over the top. All in all, I never wartmed up to this film, but it is probably of some interest to fans of Romero's work. C-.

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  • Marie Cruz (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7)
  • Nina Barbiras (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)

  • Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy)

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    Closer (2004):

    I still haven't watched this all the way through, and my best guess is that I never will. I have seen 20 minutes of footage which have convinced me not to see the rest.


    Silver Dollar Sam looks at Tilt (2005, ESPN):

    This review was written by our resident guru on Poker, Vegas, and Ring-a-ding, the redoubtable Silver Dollar Sam of

    Those of us who were suckered into viewing the pilot for Tilt, just experienced the bad beat of the year.

    This dismal flop, dealt by ESPN, could only be worse if it had more than three cards.  I’m quite sure I won’t call their flop bet to see the turn or the river. 

    Set in the city of Las Vegas, the Tilt story is driven by three avengers, one tall, one black, one blonde.  (Haven’t we seen this combination before?)  They are all carrying a grudge, and are out to set up and to take “The Matador”, Carlos Mortensen, a champion player and a card cheater.  As an undetected cheater, he is in cahoots with the security chief of the hotel and the local constabulary.  Let’s see.  A card player famous and undetected as a cheater, support from security, and help from law enforcement.  Now that’s really likely! 

    But wait a minute.  Carlos “El Matador” Mortensen is a real person, an excellent card player, a tournament champion, and one of the big money winners of 2004.  And he’s also a nice guy.  Has he lent his name to this nefarious fictional character and to this ill begotten television series?  Say it isn’t so. 

    Anyway, the bad flop trio is out to reap revenge on The Matador.  We don’t know much about the vengeful threesome and we’re never made to care much about them either.  There is an opening scene where the three go to great lengths to establish the illusion they are adversaries of one another.  Violent adversaries.  They do this at a casino poker table, but we’re not sure what good this does them because they are unlikely to repeat the appearance and continue the ruse any time soon. 

    Later, the trio goes out of town to Laughlin to play poker where they won’t be seen together.  We are left to wonder why.  Better they should establish themselves as local individuals to continue their charade.  In leaving town for Laughlin, we Las Vegas viewers notice they’re headed in the wrong direction.  They’d better have a picnic basket and a huge canteen, because they’ll have to travel the long way over a stretch of desert to get there.  But, again, we don’t really care.  We don’t even like them.  May an unclean coyote sit on their lunch. 

    The plot thickens.  A Matador victim’s brother is also after the nefarious Matador.  The brother is a sheriff from somewhere.  Security is scolded for letting a sheriff play at the poker table.  Say, what? 

    Meanwhile, The Matador, played ever so underwhelmingly by Michael Madsen, is busy crushing fingers and doing other such things that tournament champions typically do in their spare time.  These plot development scenes are heaped upon us with such galloping frequency, we almost lose interest altogether. 

    The Matador, with his bad English, tacky clothes, slovenly ways, criminal attitude and bad acting, has written a poker book.  Aw, c’mon.  We know most of the text for poker books is ghost written, but there should be some remnant of credibility.  Sure, The Matador wrote a book.  And George Bush published a dictionary. 

    The Tilt script reads and sounds like a bad 1940s punk movie.  There is a double entendre here and another there for the teen gigglers and there are potty jokes for the eleven year olds.  But the script’s singular triumph is in managing to be generally insulting to people’s intelligence of all ages. 

    About the director . . .  . Was there one?  I can’t honestly answer that question. 

    One sure thing, though.  The poker hands are well represented by a complete lack of imagination.  The opening hand shows of a set of deuces betting into a possible straight.  The straight won.  The second poker scene shows of a set of sixes betting into a possible straight.  And, guess what, the straight won again.  These are professional players?  Those are professional writers? 

    Poker table dialogue like, “I think you’re bluffing.  I’m going all-in,” makes us wonder.  If the sucker thought The Matador was bluffing with his represented straight, why didn’t the sucker just call with his three deuces? 

    We do see the blonde win an impressive hand.  In a flashback, as a twelve year old, she wins with a six-to-the-ten over a five-to-the-nine.  She wins more than seven thousand dollars without blinking and then says to the bad man, in Tatum O’Neil fashion, “You owe me seven thousand dollars.”  That’s kind of impressive for a twelve year old. 

    The script prattle explains the odds at craps, blackjack, and roulette.  That badly dialogued information is obviously aimed at viewers who don’t understand basic gaming.  But it’s the same audience the writers run poker hands by so quickly that it demands our rapt attention just to decipher the numbers and the action.  Who is the target audience, anyway? 

    A flowery shirted hustler explains to an accomplice how he is to play the same money at the table.  The signals for revealing hole cards by moving the chips are explained.  The accomplice repeats that he is to stay out of the flowery shirt’s way except to build pots for him.  This playing the same money in collusion is done pretty well but, again, over the heads of the people who needed explanation of odds in Las Vegas. 

    Anyone who watched this overly hyped poker mania exploitation pile of muck was badly cold decked by the producers.  But the quality of television poker should change because such flops as this, without any rescue on the turn or river, will drown anyone’s bankroll. 

    In the figurative tournament of poker television, Reality Poker, Celebrity Poker, now joined by the fatuous Tilt, are located at the weak opening tables.  One of these days, television will make the first table move toward higher stakes.  You can bet on it.  As Doyle Brunson likes to say, “You can fleece a sheep many times, but you can only skin him once.” 

    We just got skinned. 


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    Today from the Ghost...a couple of vids (zipped .wmvs) from the 1980 Richard Gere movie, "American Gigolo".

    • Lauren Hutton, topless in bed with Gere. (1, 2)

    • Michele Drake, the former Heffer (May '79) doing a little topless sunbathing. I believe the non-speaking girl in this scene is Linda Horn. (1, 2)

    Alexandra Tydings
    (1, 2, 3, 4)

    Tydings baring breasts, bum and just a hing of pubes in link #4 in these 'caps featuing scenes from the "Red Shoe Diaries" episode "Love at First Sight". She's best known of course as "Aphrodite" from "Xena: Warrior Princess".

    Bridget Fonda
    (1, 2)

    Lara Flynn Boyle

    Traci Lind

    The ladies of "The Road to Wellville" (1994). I enjoy offbeat movies, but this one just didn't do it for me. There are a few chuckles here and there but not enough for me to a)call it a comedy or b)want to see it again. Although I will say that it was well filmed and there is some lovely nudity. All three actresses in today's batch are topless, plus Lind bares her bum.

    Christina Ricci
    (1, 2)

    Topless and showing just a hint of pubes in scenes from "Prozac Nation". Currently you can find this on DVD in some parts of Europe, but it seems that it may never see the light of day in the US.

    James King
    (1, 2)

    The model/actress who is now apparently using the name Jaime King. Here we see the "Bulletproof Monk" and "Pearl Harbor" co-star more or less topless in scenes from her first movie "Happy Campers" (2001). In link #1 she is apparently wearing a fishing net. In #2 she lifts her shirt to reveal that she has eyes painted on her breasts. Look for her on the big screen in the upcoming Robert Rodriguez movie, "Sin City" (2005).

    Lindy Booth

    Mia Kirshner

    Two hot Canadian babes both getting nekkid in scenes from "Century Hotel" (2001). Booth is topless, Kirshner is topless and also bares her bum.

    Rachel Ward The Aussie actress and star of "Against All Odds", "The Thorn Birds" and of course "Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid" revealing a very brief bit of nipple during a love scene from "After Dark, My Sweet" (1990).

    Natalie Portman
    (1, 2)

    Some very clear views of Porman's bum in these 'caps featuring scenes from "Closer". It's very possible that link #2 has the most unusual layout I have ever seen.

    Juliette Marquis
    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)

    Sung Hi Lee

    Cheyenne Silver

    Señor Skin takes a look at the made for cable movie "This Girl's Life", starring James Woods and ultra sexy new comers Juliette Marquis in her first role. The movie deals with the personal and professional relationships of a porn star named Moon (Marquis). There is plenty of nudity, Marquis is as sexy as can be, and Woods does some scene stealing. A decent watch.

    In this batch of 'caps, all 3 ladies are topless. Marquis also shows a little bit more.

    Here's the breakdown:
    Marquis link #5 kinda frontal nudity (odd angle, but we do see a bit of pubes)
    Marquis links 6 and 7 feature some lesbo lovin'
    Marquis link #8, very nice rear nudity.
    Marquis links 9, 14 and 15 show brief pube views.

    Pat Reeder
    Pat's comments in yellow...

    Go Ahead, Make My Day - At the National Board of Review awards in New York, Clint Eastwood said from the stage, "Michael Moore and I actually have a lot in common - we both appreciate living in a country where there's free expression." But then he squinted and rasped, "But, Michael, if you ever show up at my front door with a camera - I'll kill you." The crowd, including Moore, roared with laughter. Clint added, "I mean it." Moore's rep said he took the comments "in the lighthearted spirit in which they were given."

  • So the rep misunderstood them, too.
  • Moore couldn't speak himself, since he's fled to the Himalayas.
  • Michael Moore may be dead meat...A WHOLE LOT of dead meat.

    Star Jones Is SO Jealous - Donald Trump is bragging about how his giant wedding will be nearly free. He got fiancee Melania Knauss a $1.5 million ring for half price by giving the jeweler an appearance on "The Apprentice," and he's boasting that for every thing he needs, from photos to flowers to catering to jets, there are five different suppliers fighting to give it to him, just to be associated with a Trump wedding. But he added, "I'll do my own hair - unfortunately for the world."

  • No stylist wants to be associated with his hair.
  • So he's got both this wedding and his next four weddings all covered.
  • He already has lawyers lining up to handle the divorce pro bono.
  • Saying they supplied wedding stuff to Donald Trump for free allows them to charge poor people more money.

    My Parents Are So Lame! - Nicole Kidman says she and Tom Cruise's 12-year-old daughter and nine-year-old son are so embarrassed by their parents, they won't let them pick them up at school. She said they're so embarrassed by their parents' fame, they want to change their names and say, "whatever you do, don't come" to their school. Tom said when he tells them he remembers a time when there were no cell phones or Internet, "They just look at me as if to say, 'Oh God, that's unbelievable!'"

  • He hasn't dared to tell them that he once did a movie where he danced around in his underwear.
  • Thank God they're too young to see "Eyes Wide Shut," or they'd DIE of embarrassment.
  • They just act embarrassed so their parents will send a limo.
  • All parents of teenagers need to remember this story.