Black Sails

Season 4 has begun with some 720p nudity from Zethu Dlomo

Dois Irmaos
Brazilian series, first six episodes, 720p

Juliana Paes (s1e2)

Waleska Freitas (s1e3)

Barbara Reis (s1e3)

Barbara Evans (s1e4)

various uncredited (s1e3-s1e5-s1e6) in 720p

French series, s1


Floria Bonfenti

This is one of Defoe's clips. His film clips are in his usual section below.

long-running German series, e1010, "Soehne und Vaeter"

Marie Bendig

Sin Identidad
Spanish series, s2e3

Andrea del Rio

The Beginning of Everything
s1e4, 2160hd

Christina Ricci

Scoop's note: I generally work on an old desktop computer, and I couldn't play this film clip with VLC media player. It showed the picture, froze, then continued with the audio only. I thought that the clip might be corrupted, but when I switched to Media Player Classic, which uses processing power more efficiently, I had no problem at all. I guess what I'm saying is - if you can't play it, there's nothing inherently wrong with the clip. Those 2160hd clips just absorb a lot of resources. A real lot. You may have to tinker with it if your system isn't totally up to date.

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I Spit on Your Grave

1978, 1920x1024

Part 2 of 2

Camille Keaton

Malgre la Nuit


epic nudity!

Ariane Labed

Charlotte Masselin

Roxane Mesquida


Tuer un Homme


Valerie Karsenti



Johnny's comments:

My first and only time watching Thursday (before this recent viewing) was by accident when I got the wrong tape from the video store and ended up getting a copy of Thursday instead. Watched it, barely remember it, but it all came flooding back to me when I rewatched it recently. Man, this is well and truly a Tarantino rip-off from writer of sleazy movies Skip Woods (writer of Swordfish and Sabotage amongst other Hollywood fare). It's like Skip watched Pulp Fiction and thought 'I can do that' and it turns out he couldn't and Thursday ends up being a fairly boring movie especially considering it so sleazy. The opening scene is atrocious and the movie barely recovers from that. Also, what was the point of the opening scene when there's no continuity with the rest of the movie? And it's hard to say who's the worst character in this schmozzle, Paulina Porizkova's sex-crazed rapist psychopath, Glenn Plummer's Jamaican stereotype drug dealer, James Le Gros's awful cowboy or Mickey Rourke's corrupt cop who all magically turn up at Thomas Jane's house to find Aaron Eckhart's character and it's never explained why they all end up there. Thursday is worse than I remembered it was, so bad...

Scoop's comments:

Thursday is yet another in the seemingly endless spate of Tarantino-inspired combinations of unrestricted bloody mayhem and wacky pop culture references that saturated the market in the five year period following Pulp Fiction's success.

Instead of McDonald's banter, we get 7-Eleven banter. In the opening set piece, three egregiously violent felons pull into a c-store late at night. The baddest of the baddies sees a sign that says "any size coffee 69 cents". He takes the Super Big Gulp Cup, fills it with coffee, and takes it to the counter. The clerk charges him $1.08, and he gets into a big argument with her because the sign says any size. Never mind that anybody with half a brain knows that any size doesn't mean that you can bring in an oil drum and fill it with coffee for 69 cents. Never mind that nobody would be stupid enough to pour steaming hot coffee into a paper-thin wax-coated uninsulated cup. He's rip-roaring mad. Then he wants his free Tasty Snack, which comes free with a large coffee. The clerk won't give him one because he doesn't technically have a large coffee, but a Super Big Gulp. So the baddies do what any of us would do. They pump her full of lead.

Actually, the scene was not filmed in a 7-Eleven and there were no copyrighted names in view, but it was filmed in a generic c-store next to a 7-Eleven, with the 7-Eleven sign visible in the parking lot, so it seemed to be taking place at that chain. I'm sure their management was thrilled.

Then a cop parks in the lot and starts in, so Mr Bad Guy puts on a smock and pretends to be the clerk, hiding the mangled body under the counter. The cop comments about the smell, and the baddie tells him that they must have a cooler out. Then the cop asks, "Kirk or Picard", so they can do some compulsory pop culture references. This works like the Olympic Skating events where you have to go through the compulsories before you can move into the freestyle stuff. The Tarantino compulsories are pop references. The freestyling comes in the creative violence.

There is plenty of that. Violence, that is. In the course of the movie, various people - almost all dark-skinned - are splattered across the landscape.

Across town we have a suburban couple. He's an architect, she's a corporate exec. They live in a perfect house in a perfect neighborhood in Houston. They have their cute little spats about who's neglecting whom for whose career, and whether to drink skim milk or soya milk. Wifey goes off to work.

How is this suburban tranquility connected to mass-murderin' scumbags? You see, the suburban husband, three and a half years ago, was a member of the evil convenience store gang. The leader of the evil gang shows up in the suburban household, pretending to have cleaned up just as much as the husband. He borrows the family station wagon to run some evil errands, but before he runs off, he leaves behind several million dollars in cash and several million dollars worth of drugs. The husband doesn't know about the cash, but finds the drugs, and flushes them, because he just isn't a drug kind of guy any more. He's an architect now. There is no explanation of how he went from being a mass-murderin' scumbag drug dealer to being a successful architect in three and a half years. I guess he took some extra credits each semester.

The rest of the movie consists of various evil characters, on both sides of the law, showing up at their suburban home, trying to get the drugs and/or the money. Somewhere in there, in a piece of inspired madness, a creepy little social worker shows up to evaluate the husband as a potential foster parent, and hears about his drug-dealing, mass-murderin' past from one of his creepy friends. We suspect that the little geek will probably write a negative report. Amazingly, the little fella does manage to get out of there alive, the only visitor to do so all day. This presumably happened because he was white.

At the end of the day, the husband has quite the dilemma - you see, his wife knows nothing of his mass-murderin' past. Imagine Ozzie Nelson explaining to Harriet why their house is strewn with corpses and drenched in human blood when she gets home from bridge with the gals.

Oh, well, you have the idea. This is the first screenplay from Skip Woods, the guy whose second movie was Swordfish. It is brash, ultraviolent, and completely amoral. It treats the loss of human life casually, cavalierly, and with insensitive humor. It is perhaps unduly influenced by Tarantino and is dripping with references to QT's movies. One reviewer suggest it makes a great drinking game - take a shot every time you spot a Tarantino rip-off.

Paulina Porizkova 1080hd film clip (collages below)

Jackie Gonzalez in the tender screen romance, Swamp Ape (2017), in 720p

A light-adjusted version of Emmanuelle Chriqui in episode seven of The Borgias in 1080hd