Google update

Charlie's site has finally been cleared for take-off.

The only site still on the naughty list is, which is meaningless, since it is just a clone of But here's the crazy part. Google's webmaster page shows some problem pages for - and they are pages which are exactly identical to, which Google has ruled clean. And I mean exactly identical down to the last comma. I load them at the same time from the same source. There's a puzzler for ya!

(There are some pages on which are different from, namely the top 20 nude scenes. But those pages are not identified as problematic.)



  • * Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).

  • * White asterisk: expanded format.

  • * Blue asterisk: not mine.

  • No asterisk: it probably sucks.


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No Alibi


Lexa Doig film clip

caps below


Scoop's notes on No Alibi:

I think this must be a horror movie, since:

  1. the photography is so dark, they must all be vampires

  2. written on the box are the three scariest words in the English language: "starring Eric Roberts"

Um, let's see. Superman (Dean Cain) has a brother who borrows his car and rips off some stolen electronics. The guy who originally stole the merchandise (Eric Roberts) is pretty hacked off, especially since he took the electronic components out of the VCRs and replaced them with 2.5 million dollars in cash. By the way, Roberts' character name sounds like it should be in a Monty Python sketch. His name is Vic Haddock.  Anyway, Eric sees the car fleeing the scene, researches the owner, and assumes that Superman pulled off the rip-off.

Well, about at this time, a mysterious new woman comes into Superman's life, and they seem to be hitting it off quite well, until she overhears the brother say that he borrowed the car that night. Then she decides to sleep with the brother. During their liaison. who should show up but Julia Roberts' favorite brother, and he kills Superman's brother. You've probably already figured out from the preceding sentences that the girl was actually working for Big Eric all along, hence her switch to the brother when she figured out who really stole the VCRs.

That part of the movie was a pretty damned good noir, atmospheric and mysterious, and they didn't immediately reveal the connection between the girlfriend and the crime, so they really had you wondering why this sweet girlfriend was suddenly making a play for the brother. That should have been the end of the movie.

Unfortunately it wasn't. That was only a third of the way through.

The rest of the movie hinged on the rather lame premise that the girl had actually fallen in love with The Man of Steel, despite having participated in the murder of his brother. Hoo-boy, does this make Eric mucho jealous, so he shadows them for years as they fall in love and get married and have a child.

All along Superman is still wondering just exactly why his brother was brutally murdered, so he hires a detective, and he really isn't too pleased when he finds out that his wife first screwed the brother and then set up his death. That's gotta hurt.

Years go by. Continents shift. They resolve it somehow, but I can't say how. I wouldn't want to spoil the ending for you. Actually the ending is OK, as were the first thirty minutes.

The middle hour seemed longer than the Hundred Years War.

The star, Lexa Doig, Cowgirl from the Tek War series and Andromeda in the Roddenberry-based Andromeda series (, is one fine-lookin' woman, but the sex scenes were so dark that it was frustrating. Another woman was in an equally dark scene, but had an unimportant role. (She's a hooker, and Roberts hired her to dress up like Doig.)



season 1, 2007

"Set in a high class brothel this new series creates a hyper reality whereby we are privy to the private lives and emotions of five beautiful young women."


Johnny Moronic is re-doing all of Satisfaction, season 1, in better quality. This series has a lot of nudity and these film clips will be very big downloads spread over a considerable period of time.


Today: Alison Whyte film clips, part 3. (Collages in Saturday's edition)

Film clips of Alison Whyte, Diana Glenn, and Bojana Novakovic.

In preparation for tomorrow's film clips of Madeleine West, here are Mr. Moronic's collages of that actress.




Scoop's note: this is one I missed yesterday.

"Cold Blood"

episode "Strangler"

True crime series. This episode is about about a murdered disco queen who had sex with so many ex-boyfriends it took forensic experts 30 years to sort them out.

Megan Hutchings is sort of nude ... last frame is a crotch shot which reveals she has a well trimmed bikini line and no disco bush. Look out for her in the horror movie Nostrum.

Megan Hutchings




Christina Ricci in a bikini last week

Netta Garti in Liebesleben

Ann-Gisel Glass in Hanna D

Karin Schubert in Hanna D.

Odd little story. About a year later Karin became a porn actress - at age 41! I have no idea where she is now. Nobody reports a death date for her, but she disappeared completely after 1994, when she was still only 50.

From the film


From the special features about her career


Film Clips

The women of Yvonne's Perfume: Brigitte Petit and Sandra Majani

The women of Berlin Calling:

Penelope Cruz in Non ti muovere

Margot Gagnon in the timeless cinema classic, The Skulls II

The women of Road House in full 1080p. Oh, I'm in heaven.

Elsa Zylberstein in Un Ange

Greta Scacchi and Jacqueline Pearce in White Mischief. Brush up on your Spanish! This is hard to find in English. It was issued in Region 2, but is now discontinued, so used discs are selling for mega-bucks.

Scoop's notes on White Mischief:

I just love the characterizations in movies about the British ruling class in Africa and India. You have to understand that I don't know how these people actually lived, but I've seen a number of movies which portray them consistently as vainglorious, greedy, shallow, condescending, and racist twits with no respect for the native cultures of their colonies.

"The diamond is cursed, Sahib/Bwana, if you remove it from the eye of Shiva/n'botu, we all die ... !"

"I say, Jeeves, bring me another gin and quinine, and do shoot that frightful beggar, if you would."

This film has all the classic elements. While the people of Africa starved and the people back in England faced German rockets and fought the Battle of Britain, the British expats in Kenya worried about where to get a good drink, who had the best centerpieces at last month's round of parties, whose wife had the most elegant pearls, and who was sleeping with whom.

The frivolity of the expat colony was interrupted by the murder of one of their own. A middle aged man, Lord Broughton, brought a carefree, gold-digging young bride to the colony, and the gorgeous young Lady Broughton took about an hour to find a studly young lover with a fancy title (the Earl of Erroll). The old husband seemed to accept her inevitable desire to dissolve their marriage, and the old coot even toasted the young lovers with a celebratory dinner ...
 ... after which the young Earl was found pushing up the daisies in the front seat of his car, shot to death.
These events are based on a true story, and the names have not been changed for the film. In both the film and in reality, the old husband was charged with the murder, but acquitted. The crime remains officially unsolved. The screenplay and the eponymous book both assume Lord Broughton was guilty, and the film reinforces that conclusion with a rather bizarrely incriminating finale.
Not everyone finds that a reasonable conclusion.
Here is an historical account of the trial by a lawyer involved peripherally. (He was almost chosen to be the defense counsel). Although another member of the colony, Lady Carberry, claimed to the author of White Mischief that Lord Broughton confessed his guilt to her personally, the author of the historical article linked above poo-poos this revelation. In fact, he says that the government's accusations against the husband were ludicrous, presuming the old boy to have shimmied up and down a drainpipe and to have hiked five miles on foot in order to commit the crime. Furthermore, the prosecutors tried to prove that Lord Broughton's Colt was the murder weapon, a contention that was utterly destroyed by the defense in the trial. The murder weapon was later shown to have been a five groove gun which was never linked to Lord Broughton or any other member of the colony. The lawyer/observer speculates that the crime probably had to have been committed by one or more of the dozens of female lovers of the Earl of Erroll, very possibly by Lady Broughton herself.
Whatever the true story may be, the case continues to fascinate new generations of Englishmen because it exposed the decadent excesses of people who were living a shallow life of luxury while their countrymen endured the hardships of WW2.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I find that scripted versions of gripping real-life crimes and trials rarely make for interesting films. If the author stays too close to real-life court procedure, the film gets tedious. If the author strays into symbolism and speculation (ala Nick Roeg's Eureka), he tends to substitute lunatic imaginings for those elements that made the crime interesting in the first place. The aforementioned Eureka, however, for all of its mad faults, is a far more interesting interpretation of a sensational crime than White Mischief, which just slogs along. The Earl's murder must obviously have been a crime of passion, but I had a hard time imagining any of these characters being passionate about anything. Even their sexual couplings were perfunctory, as if they were performing obligatory social rituals, like dancing with one's cousin at a family wedding.

The director of the film is Il Postino's Michael Radford, and nobody will ever accuse this guy of getting into a rut. He has only worked on a handful of major projects over the past two decades, and his major films have virtually nothing in common.

I think that all of his films offer splendid sights to behold, including this one, but this is by far the least interesting of the five. Even the improvisational Dancing at the Blue Iguana allows some involvement with the characters, but this one stays aloof from the people who populate it. I suppose that's just as well, because they are not very nice people to begin with. The problem is that I had to spend two hours with them.

Greta Scacchi was young and gorgeous as Lady Diana Broughton, however. She wore about three dozen designer outfits, and female audiences seemed to find this and other elements of the film somewhat engaging, scoring it a most respectable 7.2 at IMDb. Men, however, score it only 5.8, so it is definitely a certified chick-flick, with 1.4 estrogen points. The IMDb scores also increase with the age of the voters, so it's officially a granny chick-flick, with approximately the same demographic appeal as that favorite of grannies everywhere, Beaches.  If you guys get stuck watching it, don't despair. Greta also showed off her designer chest a lot, so there is plenty of eye candy for you, if little else.

Fair warning: the film is not entirely a Hugh Grant-free zone, although our hero has only a tiny, albeit suitably floppy-haired part. (Right)