Mr Skin's nudity report on Abbie Cornish in Candy:
(1) First we see partial bra while Abbie is wearing a
blue working suit, then several decent looks at both of her breasts
when she’s lying in the tub after overdosing on heroin. (2)
She’s making out with Heath Ledger. In the process we get to see Abbie
in her bra and panties as well as topless again. This scene is
followed by her swimming in a pool wearing a bathing suit. (3) Some
more footage featuring Abbie in her bathing suit is followed by a
brief glimpse of right tit while lying in bed with Ledger. (4)
Both breasts sitting in bed talking to some dude who wants to
kick Abby and Heath Ledger out of their home for not paying their
rent. (5) She’s wearing panties and an almost transparent blouse in a
montage that shows pregnant Abbie and Heath Ledger trying to stop
taking heroin for the sake of their unborn child. This goes on for
approximately seven minutes (with brief interruptions).
About a week ago Other Crap posted a link to a site
with images from old Victoria's Secret catalogs. While
taking a look through them I thought one of the models
in the 1977 issue looked familiar, but I couldn't put
my finger on where I had seen her before. A day or two
ago, the Fun House included posted pictures from the
movie "The Boy in Blue" with images of Melody Anderson
and then I suddenly realized where I'd seen that model
I'm pretty sure he's right. As far as I can tell,
that's not just a woman who looks like Melody, but
that actually IS Melody Anderson, the pretty Canadian
actress who left show biz to get an advanced degree.
Helluva good eye!
A link to the 1977 catalog
Two pictures of Melody Anderson: (1,2)
Where the Truth Lies (2005):
WARNING - TOTAL SPOILERS (THEY ARE IMPLICIT,
BUT STILL SPOILERS):
Atom Egoyan, although fundamentally an arthouse dramatist with an
eye for human isolation and alienation, a jazzed-up Edward Albee with
a movie camera and a Canadian passport, has also been a mystery writer
at heart. The techniques of the mystery genre have always made his
best movies better. If his great dramas, The Sweet Hereafter and
Exotica, had been told in chronological narrative fashion, they would
not have commanded our attention as they did. For as long as possible,
Egoyan concealed the key tragedies which underlay the drama, and by
doing so, he generated audience involvement in a way that would not
have been possible with straightforward hand-wringing dramas which
began or ended with tragedy. Let's face it, more people will watch an
involving mystery than a melodrama about loss and desperation, so
Egoyan's mastery of genre-style storytelling enabled him to expand his
audience beyond the turtleneck set and into some mainstream suburban
theaters. The success of The Sweet Hereafter even allowed Egoyan to
hob-nob with the movie biggies at the Shrine Auditorium in 1998, where
he sat in the audience as a nominee for two of the most important
Oscars: best adapted screenplay, and best director. Pretty heady
company for a Canadian film which grossed less than five million
That day in 1998 must now seem like a
long time ago for Egoyan, whose subsequent films have found neither
lavish critical approbation nor significant audiences. He has made no
trips back to the Oscar ceremony as a nominee, and his subsequent
films have failed to crack seven in the IMDb ratings.
He's also lost whatever minimal popular appeal
he created with The Sweet Hereafter. If its $4 million gross was
surprisingly low for a "best director" nominee, that film must now
seem to him like a license to print money. The Sweet Hereafter grossed more
than the three subsequent films added together! Felicia's Journey and Where
the Truth Lies failed to clear the million hurdle, and Ararat wasn't
much over it. I have to think that there are some unhappy investors in
Where the Truth Lies, because the budget was $25 million.
Perhaps Egoyan thought that his skills as a
mystery writer could help his films get more exposure and higher
grosses than usual, because Where
the Truth Lies makes the quantum leap from "melodrama disguised as a
mystery" to "full-fledged mystery noir with only a hint of dramatic
significance." If he thought that, he was wrong, or perhaps he has
lost some of his skills, because Where the Truth Lies must be the most
obvious mystery I've ever seen. It's a classic case of the
screenwriter being many, many steps behind the audience.
How much more obvious could it be? I was able
to figure it out before I entered the theater, from reading the
official plot description! "A female journalist tries to
uncover the truth behind the breakup, years earlier, of a celebrated
comedy team after the duo found a girl dead in their hotel room.
Though both had airtight alibis and neither was accused, the incident
put an end to their act." Well, let's see. Without seeing the film, we
know she must have seen something she wasn't supposed to see, and she
wasn't going to be quiet about it, so somebody had to make her
disappear somehow in a way that gave the boys an alibi. The film is
rated NC-17, so it must be something kind of sexual and forbidden.
Whatever it was, it was bad enough to make a really successful act
like Martin-Lewis break up forever, even though they had no legal
problems. Whatever it was, it had to be something which bothered one
of them, since there was no risk of public exposure. Gee, what could
Normally when I make my guesses about films
like this, I can figure out one or two major points, but the film
still presents surprises along the way. Not in this case. I had every
plot point already 100% correct in my mind before I entered the
theater. It's a mystery with nothing mysterious about it.
Is that enough to ruin a film? No, probably
not. I think if you were to guess immediately the identity of
the real bad guy in L.A. Confidential, for example, the film would
still give you lots of lurid pleasures and visceral thrills along the
way. In fact, I have no problem watching L.A. Confidential again and
again, even though I know all the plot twists. Unfortunately "lurid
pleasures and visceral thrills" are a long way from Atom Egoyan's home
ballpark. He's a subtle, cerebral guy with an eye for nuance and he's
a master at dealing with the sense of loss. That's not exactly the
right formula for carrying a B-style noir mystery. People who watch
movies like Body Heat and The Big Sleep don't expect the lead
character to be reciting passages from Hamlet. These stories are about
passion and guns and wisecracks. Egoyan doesn't really go there. He
sort of tries. There's lots of sex and nudity and depravity and a dead
body, but Egoyan just doesn't have the knack for sleazy entertainment.
Sadly, the Rupert Holmes novel is said to have been a funny, raunchy,
gossip-dishing delight. I guess that wasn't Atom's oeuvre ... at least
I can't imagine buying a ticket for "Atom Egoyan's Wild Things."
The Chicago Tribune wrote:
"Does Egoyan want us to forget Holmes' bracingly tongue-in-cheek
vision and give ourselves over to something far more bleak? If that
was his intention, the director would have done well to assert himself
more firmly—and find a lead actress with the maturity to shoulder the
task at hand."
The Trib is right about that performance. On top of all the film's half-hearted
and failed forays
into various genres, this film is saddled down by a very poor central performance from
Alison Lohman. The girl is not Kathleen Turner. She is supposed to be a
highly successful writer in her mid
twenties, but comes off as a 14-year-old airhead. In fact, I was
briefly led to think that I may have been wrong about the film's central
mystery. When one of the partners got sweet on Lohman, my mind started
to wander and I thought, "Oh, she's supposed to seem like a
14-year-old airhead. The secret must be that one of the partners has a
taste for really, really young girls, like pre-pubescent or something,
and the other partner was disgusted by it." Of course, that was just a
red herring I created for myself based on Lohman's poor performance.
Where the Truth Lies is not successful as a
weighty melodrama; it doesn't work as a page-turning mystery;
it isn't old-fashioned sleazy fun; and it has one very bad performance
in the middle of it. It also has the dreaded
1960s-style psychedelic drug/sex scene, complete with Jefferson
Airplane music, and the storyline was written by the guy who wrote
"The Piña Colada Song"! That doesn't leave much, does it?
The Movie Chicks summed it up well:
"This movie is filled to the brim with sex, lies, manipulation,
blackmail, murder, and more sex. But even with all this sordid
material to work with, it barely rises above boring. It captures the
period well, but it feels as cold as a crate of lobster on ice. The
truth is that this movie is a lot like the Lanny/Vince nightclub act –
not nearly as good as it thinks it is."
I should probably clarify that I didn't come
out of the theater thinking I had just seen a very bad movie. It is a
failure, but it is still a film made by Atom Egoyan, not Jim Wynorski.
It has some good moments generated by acting, camerawork and music;
and it has $25 million worth of production values.
The 6.7 at IMDb may be somewhat misleading since only
hard-core Egoyan fans have seen it in the first place, but I have no
problem with it being in the 6s. Overall, I thought it was kind of an OK movie-going experience, but I
just can't recommend it to anyone. It's not for fans of mysteries or
arthouse dramas or sleazy noirs - or even for fans of Atom Egoyan.
Film Jerk's invaluable Early Report for February 26th
"ARMED CHENEY TO GUARD PORTS"
"Shotgun-packing Veep Offers Solution to Port
- In theory, this constructs your ideal line-up
from data you provide. It is certainly not
traditional. It consistently places one of your
worst hitters in the #3 spot. In my example - a guy
with a .325 OBP and a .425 slugging avg. Using more
traditional thinking, I expected that guy to be
Ken Lay is broke
"IHOP restaurants are offering free pancakes on
Tuesday - National Pancake Day"
A classic film moment - Dr.Evil and Scott Evil on The
Jerry Springer show
Weekend Box Office Results, February 24-26, 2006
- It was good and bad news for new releases. The
sum of all new releases was about as predicted, but
individually none of them performed as predicted.
Madea's Family Reunion took in an astounding thirty
million dollars, while the other two releases
finished with about half of their expectations
- It was good and bad news for Paul Walker as
well. His new release (Running Scared) flopped like
a carp, but his doggie movie continued to outpace
expectations, and dropped only about 20% from its
excellent opening weekend.
Psycho Path chosen as silliest street name.
- Other contenders include Divorce Court and
Totally disgusting video - fake ad for feminine
Vince Young's Wonderlic result: reportedly 6/50
- Successful quarterbacks rarely score below 20.
- The highest active player in the NFL (Kevin
Curtis of the Rams) scored 48/50
- Only one player in history has scored 50/50,
Harvard's Pat McInnally, a receiver/punter for the
Cincinnati Bengals who scored a perfect 50 in 1976.
"Khrushchev's Secret Speech -- Full Annotated Text"
- Fifty years ago this week, unknown to those of
us in the West, Khrushchev denounced Stalin behind
closed doors. The link provides the full text of his
- The heroic saga has a sad ending.
Here is a recent news story about the
recent rehabilitation of Stalin's reputation. Fifty
percent of Russians view Stalin's role in history as
positive while Khrushchev, like Gorbachev, is not
held in very high esteem by mainstream Russians.
are some absolutely amazing anagrams of famous people."
Well, of their names, actually.
The Strange Curse of "Hot Lead and Cold Feet"
- Don Knotts and Darren McGavin died in the past
few hours. I hope Jim Dale has paid up his life
The Bono Nobel Peace Prize Quiz
The result of a Google Search for March 20th.
Kolchak continues to research the paranormal - from
beyond the grave
- "Darren McGavin, the husky, tough-talking actor
who starred in several TV series, played a grouchy
dad in the holiday classic A Christmas Story and had
other strong roles in such films as The Man with the
Golden Arm and The Natural, died Saturday. He was
- One of my favorite character actors, and someone
who has been around since my earliest memories.
Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe). White asterisk: expanded format.
Blue asterisk: not mine. No asterisk: it probably sucks.
Here is a large facial shot of the completely unknown Raven Burgen. Anyone
recognize who she really is?
The Ice Harvest (2005)
As the film opens on Christmas Eve, porn peddler Billy Bob Thornton and Mob
Attorney John Cusack have just liberated over $2M of mob money from their boss
in Wichita, and are supposed to act naturally until morning, when they will
skip town together. Thornton is all balls and no brains, Cusack exactly the
opposite. Acting naturally for Cusack includes visiting strip joints, one of
which is run by Connie Nielsen, whom he lusts after. When Cusack learns that
Mike Starr, mob enforcer, in looking for them, he panics and visits Thornton
in a restaurant, where we gain another important character, a drunken friend
who married Cusack's ex wife.
This is labeled at IMDb as a Crime/Comedy/Drama/Thriller. Director Harold
Ramis says it is a commentary on the existential nature of life. Co-star Billy
Bob Thornton says it is pure entertainment with no meaning. I really couldn't
figure out what it was either. While it has moments of dark humor, it is not
primarily a comedy. Nonetheless, I nearly enjoyed this film, as they managed
to make Cusack something of a sympathetic character, and the performances were
- It grossed a little over half of its $16M budget.
- IMDb readers have this at 5.9.
- Ebert awarded 3 stars, and Berardinelli 2 1/2.
- By our gauge, this is a C. Not a bad flick, but one that you will soon
Divorce Law - The Spy Who Came in the Cold (1993)
The cases in this episode feature the end of the cold war, and judicial
- An aerospace engineer is suing his wife (Kathy Passmore) for divorce,
claiming that she was a spy, and was having sex with her KGB contact. The
highlight is a scene where the KGB agent is claiming to be impotent, and the
attorney shows him porn, which causes him an erection.
- A man wants to divorce his wife, Veronica Carothers, because she has
become frigid. They met at an orgy, but she suddenly turned cold. The cause
turns out to be a judge who punished her for parking with her rear end in a
red zone - by entering her rear end.
The Layout (1969)
The Layout (1969) is a Joe Sarno soft core. This time the action is mostly
lesbian and we have lots of breast exposure, some buns, and even a little
bush. The cast also includes an industrial-strength vibrator. Amazing how much
had changed in the three years since Sarno's modest 1966 effort, The Love
Suzan Thomas runs an interior design company from the luxurious home she
shares with her business partner, Betty Whitman. Thomas seems to be asexual,
but there are rumors of a Sapphic background. Betty is having an affair with
the man who builds their furniture, much to the chagrin of his wife, Barbara
Lance. Suzan's niece, Rene Howard, and the niece's roommate, Jeanne
Muniz, arrive for a visit. When the local male population is not to their
liking, they decide to liven things up at home, beginning with nude swimming,
and culminating in a huge all-girl orgy.
Again, this is too obscure for IMDb to have an opinion. The bodies are
lovely, there are some very nice shots photographically, and the jazz score is
better than usual in Sarno films, but he commits the principal error of soft
core film makers. He allows the sex to go on so long that it becomes boring.
Further, there are no dynamics to cause excitement. Eating a cookie is
portrayed at exactly the same level of excitement as orgasm.
This is a D.
"Sweet Substitute" (1964)
Canadian sweaterploitation and precursor to Porky's, directed by Larry
have some heavy petting scenes, while some hookers show some
Godiva's season II: episode Flipping Switches
No nudity but Erin Karplak strips down to her
skivvies and starts spanking her beaver.
Street Legal: episode Forgiveness
Judge Julie Khaner shows more cleavage than usual.
"Snake Eater II: The Drug Buster" (1990)
Lorenzo Lamas only gets to take a glance at Michele
and Felicia Shulman's butt
while Sonya Biddle sports some pokies.
"To Kill the King" (1974)
One of the first feature movies to be shot on video and then transferred to
film. Also one of Lance Henriksen's
first big roles. Susan Tyrell shows minimal skin
while Lance Henriksen is sporting quite the impressive package under
his jockey shorts.
"Wedding in White" (1972)
Early movie directed by William Fruet and starring Carol Kane.
Carol Kane is sexy
Christine Thomas wears a paper thin blouse.
They also have a good
"My Blue Heaven" (1990)
Steve Martin mobster comedy that came out the same year as Goodfellas.
Carol Kane shows some nice cleavage.
That was Rachelle Arbez in Mocassin Flats last
caught by the paparazzi
Diane Kruger in Joyeux
Shizuka Arakawa loses a
nipple from her ice dancing costume
Maribel Verdu #1 - the
smokin' señorita is en fuego in Barcelona Connection
Maribel Verdu #2 -
caliente tambien, en El Beso del Sueño
Maribel Verdu #3 -
HELP! Somebody tell me which movie this is from. C'mon, you Spanish guys.