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I'm looking for good-quality stills and video of De'Anne Power from the "Beverly Hills Bordello" episode entitled "Forbidden Fruit." De'Anne is a striking, mature (mid-30s) and sophisticated blonde who plays a harried executive who poses as a employee of the bordello in an effort to get her sexual mojo back. She shows full nudity during the sex scenes, including a full light blonde bush, unusual even back in the day when women has bushes. :) If anyone out there can post this material, much appreciated.



Hey Scoop,

I noticed in the Mailbox that 3finger is looking for De'Anne Power in an episode from Beverly Hills Bordello.  I happened to have that one, so I made the captures and contact sheets.  Didn't have time to capture still frames, but I can get to that later. I'm uploading them tonight.

Tell him that I also have her on DVD in "Rod Steele 0014" if he's interested.  Just let me know.


See Aesthete's section for parts 2 and 3 of the film clips and samples. Part 1 is in yesterday's page.




This is one of those movies which has a self-reviewing synopsis:

"Teenager Madison McBride is traumatized by the loss of her deranged father when she was nine years old and the suicide of her beloved brother Brandon one year ago. She decides to attend Richard Miller University, where Brandon committed suicide, to overcome her demons. While walking to her dorm, she meets the weird janitor Wilbur Mackey that tells her that the place is haunted. Madison befriends other freshmen: the recovering drug addicted Holt; the geek outcast String; the sexually abused Ivy and Maya; and the joker athlete Tommy. All the schoolmates have childhood traumas.

String discovers on the internet that their dorm, together with an attached abandoned section, was once an asylum for troubled teens administered by Dr. Magnus Burke and was considered a safe refuge with state-of-art treatment. In 1939, the interns revolted against the insane doctor, killing him and disclosing the truth about his sadistic treatment. The students soon find that their dorm is haunted by Dr. Burke, who is seeking tortured souls."

So what do you think? Is this a film made by a superb craftsman who loves the art of cinema, and is bringing his heart to the project, or is it a quickie pasted together from hackneyed ideas in the hope of making a quick buck?

I'm thinking you already know the answer.

You know how sometimes you forget that you've seen a particularly unimpressive movie, so you actually get a few minutes into the movie before it dawns on you that you've seen it already? Well I had that experience with this film, except that instead of realizing that I had seen it once before, I realized that I had seen it a hundred times before, except with a different cast. I suppose there's nothing wrong with that. Some theatergoers returned to Phantom of the Opera every time the cast changed, just to see how the new team ran the plays. If you're one of those who has to go back to a Broadway play every time the producers come up with some new gimmick like an all-black or all-male or all-TV-star or all-circus-clown cast, then this may be your kind of film experience. I doubt it, though. People only go back to see revivals of plays they consider great or important or beloved. Nobody is clamoring for a remake of Gigli with an all-dwarf cast, which is the rough equivalent of what this movie does.

The film has not a single new idea, not a single original or interesting character, not one good line of dialogue. It's so inept that there is a character in the film (the "joker athlete") whose character development as "a joker" consists entirely of him claiming to be one. He never says anything to make the audience laugh. That alone would be bad enough, but the audience might at least get a hint of where he's coming from if he said something to make the other characters laugh. Not a chance of that either! I had no idea he was supposed to be funny until he was explaining why he became the class clown.

Here's the ultimate demonstration that the filmmakers just didn't give a hoot:

Two characters escape the asylum through a tunnel which has been abandoned for decades, and is blocked on both ends by rusted-out grates. Inside the tunnel there are two light bulbs.

They are both burning.

I guess I could go on, but since the people who made this film didn't give a fig, why should we?

Even the nudity sucks. The star, Sarah Roemer, did a shower scene, but the editing techniques dictate that very little can be seen. Here it is anyway.


Feast II

The first Feast film, which I have not seen, was a product of the Affleck/Damon reality show project, Project Greenlight. Splatter aficionados were quite pleased with it because it defied their expectations of a safe, mainstream kind of effort. Instead, it was a demented, over-the-top gorefest about a small group of humans trying to survive in a world being attacked by some super-human beasts.

Feast II is more of the same twisted and uninhibited NC-17 stuff, but I gather that this one was too jokey for the gorehounds. It's essentially a sick comedy. The humans still alive include a bartender (Clu Gulager!), a gang of lesbian bikers, and two "midget wrestlers," plus a used car dealer, his unfaithful wife, and her lover ... and various others. Shock II is trying to accomplish only two things: to shock you with gore and to make you laugh at sick, gallows humor. There's casual dismemberment, bodies rotting while still living, a messy autopsy of one of the beasts, inter-species rape, a baby thrown to the monsters and devoured, and so forth. The shock value is increased by the cavalier attitudes of the characters, who are either total bad-asses or complete cynics. There is not a decent human being anywhere in the film, which makes it hard to root for them in their battle against the monsters, and the number of sympathetic characters is matched by an identical number of plot twists.

Humans die one by one. End of screenwriting assignment.

Oh, yeah, and the story is internally inconsistent and has no ending.

The film was obviously sculpted for a highly targeted audience and has absolutely zero mainstream crossover appeal. Although it has some imagination, some sick laughs, and some good acting performances, you won't like it unless you're really into the Troma style of "splatstick" - gore for lowbrow yuks.


I did enjoy seeing Clu Gulager again. Hell, before I watched this film I had no idea Clu Gulager was still alive.

And, judging from his performance, neither did he.

I'm kidding. For a 79 year old man who had rarely spoken above a mumble when he was young, Clu actually turned in a surprisingly feisty and energetic performance. In fact, one might say that Clu is responsible for the entire movie, in a sense. His son directed; another son starred; a grandson had a small role; the director's wife also starred. 

The family that slays together ...

There's no need for a more expansive review. The big nude scene below is basically the last 16 minutes of the movie, and the other scene is basically the movie's intro. Those two clips show you exactly what kind of movie you're dealing with. If you like this stuff, buy it, because the rest of the film is the same wild material:

Chelsea Richards and Melissa Reed were topless for the film's final 15 minutes. Believe it or not, that was not gratuitous. Their clothing was needed to help build a catapult. Rather than edit the action down to the nude scenes, I just left it intact so you can see what's goin' on.

Amy McGee may or may not have contributed this nudity. It is her character, but I don't know whether we are looking at her or a mannequin when the beasts drag her through the window.

The other nudity in the film came from Juan Longoria Garcia, a little person with an absolutely enormous penis. It is real. They found him working in a novelty act in Tijuana and hired him, despite the fact that he can't speak a word of English. He speaks only Spanish throughout the film, and there's no explanation for the fact that his brother speaks perfect English with no accent! It's that kind of film.


  • * Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).

  • * White asterisk: expanded format.

  • * Blue asterisk: not mine.

  • No asterisk: it probably sucks.


Catch the deluxe version of Other Crap in real time, with all the bells and whistles, here.








The Making of the Carousel Girls Calendar


Some videotapes will never make it to digital media. The Making of the Carousel Girls Calendar should be one of them. This is, for most of its running time, a standard strip and pose - no wiggling at all - kind of tape. Gals get nekkid in two settings, once while they are posing for this calendar while riding a carousel ... you see where the title comes from ... and again out in the wild somewhere. The carousel posing is partly behind-the-scenes of the photoshoot and partly a more free-form, clothes-free romp. All that is just dandy and it takes up maybe 60% of the tape time. The other 40% is not so dandy as the folks who shot this tape turned it into a documentary about the photographer. One would not object except he is made out to be some sort of artist who sculpts and paints and only lately chose to shoot nekkid gals on film because that is just as legitimate a medium to work with.

He is a latter day Toulouse Lautrec, this guy - just as humorless

Only taller.

And no beard.

Anyway the gals look good and were this a DVD I might still be capping it. A few of them you know from real movies - Julie K. Smith, Samantha Phillips, Erin Ashley and Shelly Jones. Several others come with two names but seem to have done little more than pose for Penthouse - Robin Brown, Sasha Vinni, Shandra Rollins, Amy Morgan, Gina Passarella and Dawnya Welsh make up that group. With three women we are on a first-name basis only. Those would be the Pleasure Twins, Jennifer and Justina, and a pneumatic blonde named Heather (weren't all over-inflated blondes in the early 90's named Heather?).

Do keep in mind this was from an old videotape and so the quality is nothing to brag I won't. But as I stated at the outset, videotape is all we are likely ever to see of the Carousel Girls and their calendar.

Day 3

Robin Brown video footage. Collage below








"Howard on Demand"

We return to Howard Stern for another visit, this time back to 2006 for two Penthouse Pets: Jaime Lynn ( Penthouse Pet of the year for 2006 ) and Cassia Riley. The girls go topless and get it on.

Caps and a clip.









"Beverly Hills Bordello"

episode: "Forbidden Fruit"

De'Anne Power

Parts 2 and 3

Film clips here. Samples below.







Notes and collages

China Moon


Madeleine Stowe

Body Heat clone, and not such a bad one. Not memorable, but an easy watch and a pleasure for fans of Ed Harris and Stowe.







This section will present film clips to accompany Charlie's collages (which are found in his own site).

Amira Casar in L'Accordeur de Tremblements de Terre






enter the DragonScan

Drag offers his take on Basic Instinct. Here's Sharon Stone and Jeanne Tripplehorn.






Film Clips

Olviedo Express is a new bittersweet rom-com from Spain. I haven't seen it, but the Spanish generally do a good job on romance, and they certainly do a good job on nudity. The cast includes two of our old favorites: Maribel Verdu and Aitana Sanchez-Gijon, plus Barbara Goenaga.

Sexual Outlaws (1994) also rounded up the usual suspects: Kim Dawson and Monique Parent, but there are some girl/girl delights from Jennifer Peace and Shauna Yaeger, as well as from Elizabeth Sandifer and Nicole Gray

Talinh Forest Flower in Christopher Columbus, The Discovery

Noemie Godin-Vigneau in Je naime que toi

Charlotte Sullivan in Population 436 (Sample right). Looks like pasties.