A rich man's wife finds she has a bad prenuptial agreement with an even worse husband. Over drinks with a stranger, she fantasizes about doing her husband in to void the prenupt. The ... See full summary »
Amy Holden Jones
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Ex-football star Mike Gambril meets Terry McKay on a flight to Sydney, which is forced to land on a small atoll. Both engaged to others, they become romantic on board the ship sent to take ... See full summary »
1935. A group of elderly British women, who the Italians have named the Scorpioni, have chosen Italy, specifically Florence, as a place to live to blend their proper British sensibilities ... See full summary »
After a line of mischief Philip Gale, an American sailor, is lured into hiring on the "Yorikke", a tramp cargo, by Lawski, a stoker from Poland. Still, the two become friends within the ... See full summary »
In the early 70's, when I was in my early teens, television was an experimental place, especially on Sundays. All sorts of interesting shows came over the color television in my family's living room, and the black-and-white one in my bed- room. WTVC's "Sunday Cinema" showed some of the highest mo- ments at the apex of TV weirdness: Sunday afternoon. One day I tuned in, and a film called "Catch As Catch Can" was on. It was an Italian film, dubbed in English. My grandmother and I were in the living room watching, and I noticed it was some- thing I'd never seen before: a sex comedy! No nudity, mind you (except for a centerfold one of the characters was ogling), but plenty of scantily-clad, well-endowed maidens. And plenty of opportunities taken by the director to make sure the women were photographed from some point above their heads, putting their ample cleavage on display. Up to this point, I'd only seen the likes in Life magazine spreads on Raquel Welch, and the Mark Eden Bust Enhancer ads in Redbook. Grandmother was under- standably concerned about the quality of viewing, so she changed the channel to something else after we viewed a swim- ming pool scene in which a woman almost drowns and is resus- citated by the hero, poised above her ample bosom. I went to my room, presumably to read. I turned the movie back on in there. There were other scenes I've forgotten, but one bit of titillation sticks in my mind: the hero and some busty woman rolling round and round in a giant soup can that's floating down some river. I had a breast fixation for years after seeing the film. I was in absolute heaven. Story? Why worry about that? I am decidedly more sexually mature--and definitely more politically correct--now that I am 42, but I am still very glad WTVC, for whatever reason, put that film on that day.
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