Yep, I agree, I went back to the film. Although Chapman does look different in that scene than he did in Flying Circus, his face had aged and his hair (or wig?) was dark and thicker.
You want to know unfairness? My mom had those same style of undies and wore them in the same manner.
Way to desexualize an immortal movie scene, mom, gee thanks! At least I still have Fast Times at Ridgemont High…
I was always partial to Julian Sand’s gratuitous nude frolic in A Room With A View. There was a lot of bouncing (which isn’t normal for typical movie male nudity).
For male bouncing, nothing beats Skin Deep.
One of the funniest yet little known scenes in the history of cinema. I saw this in the theater when it first came out. The audience had no idea this scene was coming and people were crying and literally falling out of their seats with laughter.
You know what? I’m not going to argue with people when they’re right and I’m wrong.
Sorry for my mistaken correction. Probably isn’t the last time my failing memory will make a fool of me.
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This is the one I came in to mention. She might as well just have said “Here’s my tits!” and been done with it.
One of the forgotten joys of early Saturday Night Live I’ve been rediscovering lately is the bit they’d do on Weekend Update of showing a picture of a famous person and, in authoritative news-anchor intonations, announcing that person’s name in the grave way you would start an obit or other serious piece of news, then simply turning the page to the next story. Nothing but the name.
“Halle Berry’s tits.”
[turns page]
“Oil prices continued to soar this week …”
I love a good zombie thread. It makes me realize how consistent I am.
To wit, I read this post:
And immediately I wanted to post the exact phrase:
“You’re a liar!”
A few posts down, I read that someone has beat me to the punch
I guess this “middleman” character had my back on that one.
It is the greatest forum ever, and we welcome you.
Forget the whole “running around the sorority house naked” bit. I much prefer the two girlfriends having a sleep over. As they change for bed, one spies the other and they lock eyes. Then, one thing leads to another and their frolicking on the floor, quite clearly not fighting.
That happens, right?
ohpleaseohpleaseohplease tell me that happens!
Not as often as one girl consoling another over a breakup, and one rests her head on the other’s shoulder, then the other gives the first a squeeze, then the first strokes the brow and hair of the other, and THEN they lock eyes, and give each other a hesitant kiss, and their desperation for physical intimacy wins out, and they both groan from somewhere deep within, and their hands start to move over each other faster and faster, and their sudden warmth makes them realize they don’t need these heavy clothes any longer…
This happens many times each and every day, I just know it.
I have checked the registry of universes. The scenario you describe does,in fact, happen virtually every day on Earth-analogue 18740-r. I can continua-buggy-hop you over there this weekend if you want. There’s a downside, of course.
You want to harness the power of several suns and send me through a worm hole to watch lesbian sex?
Sure! What could possibly go wrong?
Just one sun’s power will be harnessed, and I hate Vulcans anyway. Damn that Spock for taking my woman!
Anyway, the downside is that the authorities on Earth-analogue 18740-r have pre-emptively condemned all males from this Earth to death by caterpiller drowning. Long story, but the upshot is that it is not my fault.
Is that drowning before or after the hot lesbian sex?
In a cruel twist of fate, it’s actually during.
Sounds like one of the better ways of dying to me. Sign me up!
Apparently I mean her nice, round BRAIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS
I didn’t realize this was a zombie thread til I read a post I apparently wrote. Stared at it for about 2 minutes in disbelief, then finally saw it was old.
I freaked out for about 2 minutes. Twas a rush.