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A small, cheap luxury I allow myself (and milk for all it's worth) is a Blockbuster.com membership. (They're like Netflicks, but pricier and with less selection. I signed up for them more or less by accident, and haven't been dissatisfied enough yet to change.) One of the good things about this is the ability to preview movies which, otherwise, I could view only by buying them via amazon.com or some other mail order service. I use this to screen anime, science fiction, and such softcore porn as Blockbuster is willing to carry.
Last night's softcore porn viewing was, "The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield." I just posted the following two paragraphs as a review on Amazon. (Note: I came into the movie knowing it had been produced in 1968, but forgetting that Mansfield met her untimely demise in 1967.)
Damn. There's nothing remarkable about the second item on this DVD; it's your standard European-made sexploitation film. "The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield," on the other hand, is reprehensible. It's a hodge-podge of vacation footage of Mansfield, clips from her movie project, and material entirely unrelated to Mansfield, linked only by the voiceover... and then, after an hour or so of light-hearted softcore buffoonery, the movie cuts to her death, spending the last twenty minutes obsessing on her husband and children and the large, mostly empty mansion she has left behind.
This movie has the feel of something slapped together for the sole purpose of trading off a famous name after Mansfield's death. This is exploitation in its worst form. I found the sudden change in tone, the large volume of non-Mansfield material, and the sheer obsessiveness of the last twenty minutes disgusting in the extreme. Those looking for cheesy bad movies to enjoy, or softcore porn to tittilate, go elsewhere; this one is not merely bad, but evil.
So yeah, I was a little bit upset.
Oh. By the way, I didn't win that Amazon gift list thing after all. Someone must have cheated. }:-{D
Anyway, the wish lists, for those who care:
The cheap stuff
The pricey crap
Go ahead and order, now. I'm not going to win it this year.
(And thank God, that Jayne Mansfield movie isn't on it!!!)
Last night's softcore porn viewing was, "The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield." I just posted the following two paragraphs as a review on Amazon. (Note: I came into the movie knowing it had been produced in 1968, but forgetting that Mansfield met her untimely demise in 1967.)
Damn. There's nothing remarkable about the second item on this DVD; it's your standard European-made sexploitation film. "The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield," on the other hand, is reprehensible. It's a hodge-podge of vacation footage of Mansfield, clips from her movie project, and material entirely unrelated to Mansfield, linked only by the voiceover... and then, after an hour or so of light-hearted softcore buffoonery, the movie cuts to her death, spending the last twenty minutes obsessing on her husband and children and the large, mostly empty mansion she has left behind.
This movie has the feel of something slapped together for the sole purpose of trading off a famous name after Mansfield's death. This is exploitation in its worst form. I found the sudden change in tone, the large volume of non-Mansfield material, and the sheer obsessiveness of the last twenty minutes disgusting in the extreme. Those looking for cheesy bad movies to enjoy, or softcore porn to tittilate, go elsewhere; this one is not merely bad, but evil.
So yeah, I was a little bit upset.
Oh. By the way, I didn't win that Amazon gift list thing after all. Someone must have cheated. }:-{D
Anyway, the wish lists, for those who care:
The cheap stuff
The pricey crap
Go ahead and order, now. I'm not going to win it this year.
(And thank God, that Jayne Mansfield movie isn't on it!!!)
