Does This Film Come With A Vibrator? I Sure Need One...
And do watch all the way to the end -- the way it's been edited, the narrator's face is priceless!
SPS commentary:
Why block the eyes of the wanton fleshpots? Oh, the added mystery only makes me want them more!
This whole piece makes me want to fuck! Seriously, you should have heard me begging for more photos, larger photos, color photos -- especially with the small b/w bdsm images.
Georgey-boy is right; seeing these images, I've never been the same...
Oh, lordy, he mentions the images on slick pages -- oh, the
Good old George Putnam is horrified that the nudist publications have, dare I say it?! -- Oh, yes, I will! -- "paid professional models!" (Can you see me sitting here, hand wrist at my forehead in shock and horror?!)
Redundancy aside, George, what of your own "paid professional" status as anti-smut monger? If the models have been paid to pose and spread, is getting paid to pose as a narrator and spread your propaganda somehow more moral?
Think I'm being a bit harsh on ol' Georgy? Here's his bio as a paid "reporter, broadcaster and commentator" (at "92 years young" -- insert chuckle here). Note how Georgey has "had more than a passing relationship with the four great silver screen vamps - Theda Bera, Clara Bow, Tallulah Bankhead and Mae West."
Yeah, that's a man who is anti "Perversion for Profit". I bet those ladies have or would have hit him upside the head.
I know I want to.
Double the irony points: Putnam is from Breckenridge, Minnesota -- as in Myra Breckenridge, the fabulous and controversial film which starred Mae West.
PS This 1965 propaganda film was financed by Charles Keating, the felon.
Labels: Essays, Films, Images, Magazines, Political, Sex History



























1 Comments:
If there is such a thing as "judgemental titillation", then this film is a perfect example of it!
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