Vintage Pulp

July 1 2021

EVA SAY NEVER

Sex scare movie cautions women to keep their vaginas in their pants.

Ukrainian illustrator Constantin Belinsky did special work on this French promo poster for Eva s’éveille à l’amour, which was originally made in England and is better known as That Kind of Girl. The French title translates as “Eva awakens to love,” which sounds nice, but this is actually a sex scare flick starring Margaret Rose Keil as a young Austrian woman in London who dates around a bit and as a result finds herself dealing with serious consequences. She only finds out there’s a problem when she’s attacked and the police force her to take a medical exam. Did you know that in Britain the euphemism for rape back then was to be “interfered with”? Neither did we. Those Brits are so circumspect. “But I told you he didn’t interfere with me,” Keil insists to the cops. Nevertheless, off to the clinic she’s sent, where the bad news comes down like a thunderclap—syphilis. This isn’t just a b-movie—it’s a vd-movie.

Poor Keil caught the clap from her first British lover, and gave it to two more. One of those two probably gave it to his fiancée. And worse, Keil works as an au pair, may have given it to the child she cares for, and has to tell the entire family they need to go to the clinic. Talk about mortifying. But that’s the point of scare movies—for you to walk away afraid to have premarital sex/smoke marijuana/peruse a socialist pamphlet. The movie even lifts straight from the puritan playbook about “respecting your body”—i.e. people have premarital sex because they have no self worth. Some people actually believe this even today. It all sounds like a drag, we know, but as moral warning movies go this isn’t bad thanks to the slice of London life it presents. Do you need to put it in your queue? We wouldn’t say so, but if you do it won’t be a waste of time. After premiering in England and other countries in 1963, That Kind of Girl opened in France today in 1964.

I have a natural facility for the carnal arts. What’s a girl supposed to do?

It seems unfair that I should have gotten a disease from something so fun.

Why did the doctor have to call it “fire in the ho”? Was that really necessary?

And then he said once the penicillin works he’ll call me for a date. Doesn’t that violate his hypocritic oath? It’s all so confusing.

Ukraine, France, Britain, Austria, London, That Kind of Girl, Margaret Rose Keil, Linda Marlowe, Constantin Belinsky, poster art, cinema, movie review

Vintage Pulp

May 28 2021

EUROPEAN VACATION

Mitchum packs everything he needs for traveling except his sleuthing hat.

This beautiful poster for the Robert Mitchum thriller Foreign Intrigue is yet another framable delight from the golden age of Hollywood. Wikipedia calls this movie a film noir, but genre designations are often wrong there and on IMDB. This is actually a spy movie, often light in tone, sort of like the later films Charade and Arabesque. Mitchum is an American in Paris working as a press agent for a reclusive one percenter.

When his employer dies of a heart attack, Mitchum comes to believe there was more to the death than a blown ventricle. He follows a trail of clues from the French Riviera to Vienna and Stockholm, which is where the foreign part of Foreign Intrigue comes in. The intrigue part? Well, that never fully develops. In fact, the movie falls back on the cliché of having the villains explain their plot to the protagonist. It has to do with money, blackmail, traitors, and Hitler. Trust us, it’s not as interesting as it sounds.

Compounding the narrative problems is a dopey soundtrack and a Mitchum who’s short on charm here. The flirtations between him and Swedish love interest Ingrid Thulin are solid wood. She went on to win Best Actress at the 1958 Cannes Film Festival, which goes to show that half of acting is screenwriting.

Are there any saving graces to Foreign Intrigue? Of course. It’s well shot, atmospheric, cast with international actors and their wonderful accents, and is a nice travelogue, encompassing Mediterranean villas, Vienna backstreets, and Swedish lakes, all in lush Eastmancolor. And Mitchum is watchable even in a film that mostly wastes his considerable star power. Intrigued? Then go for it. Foreign Intrigue premiered today in 1956.

France, Sweden, Austria, Stockholm, Vienna, Cannes Film Festival, Paris, Robert Mitchum, Ingrid Thulin, Geneviève Page, poster art, cinema, movie review

Mondo Bizarro, Sex Files

April 28 2021

ABOUT TO BLOW

Hello, police? I'd like to report an explosive orgasm.

Earlier this week in Germany, outside the town of Passau on the Austrian-Czech border, a jogger was running through the forest and came across a bag that seemed to have items inside. Perhaps hoping to find something useful or valuable, the jogger investigated this discarded sack and saw that it contained what looked like a World War II-era hand grenade. Though the war has been over for seventy-plus years, live grenades are still found in the forests of Europe, and everyone there knows that, so it’s no surprise the jogger called the police.

Eventually a German bomb squad slogged out into the woods to investigate, and noticed that the bag also contained a tube of sex lubricant called Aquaglide and some condoms. The anti-climax must have been tremendous.

“Horst, your camera feed is bad. What the hell am I seeing there? Is that a tube of accelerant? Something explosive? Over.”

“No sir, it’s lube. Over.”

“It’s what?”

“Sex lube, sir. Sex lube for the cockenspiel. Over.”

At that point the bomb squad deduced that the grenade was actually a rubber sex toy. But looking at it, we’re unsure how it’s meant to be used. We poked around online, in the process

turning our browser history into a sexual free-for-all, and finally found the item you see in the second photo. But we’d be lying if we said that cleared things up for us. It’s a hand pump of some sort, or possibly some unisex inflatable insertable, but considering the Passau photo also shows what looks like a power brick and a usb cable, we remain mystified. We’re calling the German discovery the grenade of ecstasy.

Even though we don’t know exactly how the grenade of ecstasy was meant to be used, we know what it’s being used for now. The Passau bomb squad is taking turns pranking each other with it. Bomb squads have a lot of down time. The grenade has already turned up at the bottom of someone’s bowl of kartoffelsuppe. And for sure it’s been delivered by a bomb disposal robot to someone on the toilet. But the absolute best was throwing it into the dayroom while screaming, “Grenate! Alles runter! Alles runter!” followed by someone charging in, throwing himself on top of it, and ripping a massive pilsener fart. You gotta love those bomb guys.

Interestingly, because bomb squads are used to facing death, the Passau guys never cleaned the grenade of ecstasy. It’s still got forest mulch and dried human fluids all over it. That’s what makes the kartoffelsuppe gag funny. But bomb squads tire quickly of even the most thrilling diversions, and eventually they’ll discard their new toy just like the person who dumped it in the woods. At which point they’ll turn their attention to the Aquaglide. We recommend smearing it on someone’s bomb disposal tools. That’ll make the next bomb emergency dangerous and slippery. Pure fun for all involved.

Germany, Austria, Czech Republic, Passau, World War II

Vintage Pulp

March 26 2020

LA DONNA DENBERG

Caroselli chooses wisely for Italian book cover.

Inspiration is everything. Always draw from the best. Italian artist Benedetto Caroselli used a photo of svelte Austrian model Susan Denberg, aka Dietlinde Zechner, for this cover of Sonnie Hale’s La donna bianca. That would translate as “the white woman,” but we think of her as the right woman. So did Playboy magazine, which made her its August 1966 Playmate of the Month. We doubt Denberg ever knew she was on this paperback, but we imagine she’d have been pleased with the result. It appeared in 1967 from Grandi Edizioni Internazionali as part of their I Romanzi Diabolici series. See plenty more from Caroselli, including other pieces he painted for this particular book series, by clicking his keywords just below.

Italy, Austria, Grandi Edizioni Internazionali, Playboy, Sonnie Hale, Benedetto Caroselli, Susan Denberg, Dietlinde Zechner, cover art, literature, nudity

Femmes Fatales

March 18 2020

TESTY BERGER

We'll have ours with everything, hold the gun.

Well, they say Bergers are bad for you and now we have proof. This photo of Austrian actress Senta Berger was made to promote the French 1967 thriller Diaboliquement vôtre, aka Diabolically Yours, in which she starred with Alain Delon. The movie was a bit of a flop when released, but Berger had numerous hits in her long career, and continues to act, appearing in the television series Under Suspicion through 2019. We last saw her as a Pulp Intl. femme fatale way back in 2013. You can see that shot here, and overindulge on Berger in general by clicking her keywords below.

Austria, France, Diaboliquement vôtre, Diabolically Yours, Senta Berger, Alain Delon

Vintage Pulp

October 19 2019

FRENCH FROU AND FROU

Parisian publisher does erotica as only the French can.

Today we have for your enjoyment an issue of Paris Frou Frou, #46, published in 1956. This was the brainchild of S.N.E.T.P., which decoded is Société Nouvelle D’editions Théâtrales Parisiennes. See, the French understood that smut must wear a fig leaf of intellectualism, which is exactly why we write so much on Pulp Intl. rather than just publish reams of nude photos. Hah, just kidding (did we mention the Pulp Intl. girlfriends are out of town?). The eroticism is just a bonus that comes with all the fiction, film, and art. And it’s a bonus that helps our traffic.

Anyway, on the cover of this mag is Austrian actress Nadja Tiller, and the rear features a nice shot pairing yanks Lori Nelson and Mamie Van Doren. With a wrapper like that the inside must be nice, and indeed it is. You’ll see Sabrina, the one-name star time has forgotten, as well as U.S. nudist model Diane Webber, aka Marguerite Empey. If your memory is very sharp you’ll recall one of the same Webber photos appearing in an issue of the U.S. magazine Male from 1958 we shared a while back. Mixed in with the celebs is the usual assortment of Parisian showgirls. We’ll revisit Paris Frou Frou later.

France, Austria, S.N.E.T.P., Société Nouvelle D'editions Théâtrales Parisiennes, Paris Frou Frou, Nadja Tiller, Lori Nelson, Mamie Van Doren, Diane Webber, Marguerite Empey, Sabrina, Norma Ann Sykes, Tina Marshall, Zaza Brooks, Nadine Tallier, burlesque

Vintage Pulp

July 29 2019

X SPOTS THE MARK

Mysterious spiritualist can see everyone's future but his own.

For a moment Austrian born, Turkish descended actor Turhan Bey was a star, a status he achieved through a long, careful slog through numerous supporting film roles beginning in 1941. The Amazing Mr. X, aka The Spiritualist, is a movie that’s his. He receives a rare top billing, and in playing a suave, mysterious seer of the future who hails from unknown shores, acts a part seemingly written for him.

Bey uses his psychic powers to warn rich widow Lynn Bari against remarrying. He’s a phony, of course, but his performance is enough to hook Bari, who indeed begins to have second thoughts about tying the knot. When Bey claims he can contact her dead husband she jumps at the opportunity. A few cheap special effects convince her she’s really contacted the netherworld. And of course we soon learn that Bey and his partner are doing all this to fleece Bari of her fortune.

If Bey were a real medium he’d know complications will arise. What kind? Serious and unexpected ones that snare him in a plot not of his own devising. Despite the twists, The Amazing Mr. X is murky and lacking in subtlety, and parts of it come across as comedy, so it’s no surprise it wasn’t the breakthrough hit Bey desired. Today it’s a public domain movie available as a low quality television rip, and seems to be nearly forgotten.

It premiered in the U.S. today in 1948, and soon afterward Bey’s career began slipping off the rails. He made only three movies in the next five years, then found himself back in Austria working as a photographer. His Hollywood moment had passed, though he’d return during the 1990s and score some television roles. But even if The Amazing Mr. X isn’t great, in watching the cool and exotic Bey we understood why Hollywood wanted to make him a star.

Austria, The Amazing Mr. X, The Spiritualist, Turhan Bey, Lynn Bari, Cathy O'Donnell, poster art, cinema, movie review

Hollywoodland

April 5 2019

REINVENTING LAMARR

She was more than just a movie star.

Smithsonian.com published an in-depth story yesterday about Austria-Hungary born Hollywood icon Hedy Lamarr, and how her technical genius helped bring the world Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, GPS, and cell phones. Hah! Get with it Smithsonian. We talked about this under-discussed aspect of her life years ago.

It’s curious that no matter how many times people write about Lamarr’s technological exploits it never seems to become a generally known aspect of her personality. Maybe people want to see her as a beautiful actress, and much of the interest stops there. The Smithsonian piece will probably help change that a bit, and it’s well written also (though considering what digital technology has wrought we’d probably add the phrase “for better and worse”).

Yesterday’s piece comes in tandem with the Smithsonian’s Washington D.C. based National Portrait Gallery acquiring a rare original Luigi Martinati poster painted to promote Lamarr’s 1944 thriller The Conspirators. We have no idea what it cost, but certainly a pile of money, since Martinati was not just a great artist, but one who tended to focus more on portraiture in his promos. You can see what we mean just below, and by clicking here and scrolling. As for Lamarr, we’ll doubtless get back to her—and all her interesting facets—later.

Austria, Austria-Hungary, Washington D.C., Smithsonian Institute, National Portrait Gallery, The Conspirators, I cospiratori, Hedy Lamarr, Luigi Martinati, poster art, cinema

Femmes Fatales

March 5 2019

MELL DOMINANCE

What's gloves got to do with it?

Austrian born actress Marisa Mell made this photo when she was starring in the 1966 Italian thriller New York chiama Superdrago, aka Secret Agent Super Dragon, and what it shows is that opera gloves are the female spy’s equivalent to James Bond’s bow ties. Shooting someone is an important occasion, and the least you can do is dress formally when you do it. The title of this movie alone—we seriously must watch it. We’ll report back.

Italy, Austria, New York chiama Superdrago, Secret Agent Super Dragon, Marisa Mell, cinema

Hollywoodland

July 22 2018

DESPERATELY SEEKING SUSAN

Rumors of her demise were greatly exaggerated.

We’ve featured the Canadian tabloid Midnight numerous times. This one appeared on newsstands today in 1968. On the cover readers get a headline referring to Robert F. Kennedy, who had been assassinated the previous month. His name is accompanied by a prediction that his killer, Jordanian nationalist Sirhan Sirhan, would in turn be assassinated. It wasn’t an outrageous prediction—during the late 1960s newsworthy figures were being dropped like three foot putts. Sirhan was never murdered, though, and he’s still around today, languishing at Richard J. Donovan Correctional Facility in San Diego County, California.

Sirhan is an interesting character, but it’s the story on Susan Denberg we’re interested in today. Denberg, née Dietlinde Zechner, is a German born beauty who became a Playboy Playmate of the Year and screen actress, was a desired Hollywood party girl who,

acording to sources, had relationships with Hugh Hefner and Jim Brown. She was generally regarded as one of the major sex symbols of her time, but she also became a drug addict. After making the 1968 film Frankenstein Created Woman Denberg returned to Europe and shunned the movie business. In fact, she kept such a low profile that for years sources incorrectly reported that she had died.

Midnight journo John Wilson claims to have visited Denberg in a Vienna mental hospital near the beginning of her self-imposed exile, and his article is basically a recounting of his chat with her. He describes her depressing surroundings and portrays her as a sort of broken bird, quoting her as saying, “I was a real party girl, going out every night, dating one man after another, running around doing wild things like getting drunk and dancing nude at parties. And then someone got me started on LSD and it made everything seem so clear. It was wonderful. Only I couldn’t keep away from it, and after a while that was all I was doing, staying in my room and dropping LSD.”

In 1971 Denberg had a child, and by 1972 was making her living on the nudie bar circuit, working as a topless server at the adult cinema Rondell in Vienna, and later dancing fully nude at another Vienna nightspot called Renz. She also worked elsewhere in Europe, including Geneva, where in 1974 she tried to commit suicide by swallowing a reported 200 sleeping pills, an amount that surely would have been fatal had she not been quickly found and sped to a hospital. In 1976 she became a mother again and retired from nude dancing. Today she lives quietly in Vienna.

Denberg’s story is filled with twists and turns, and yet it isn’t unique in a place like Hollywood. As she makes clear, once enough power brokers, modeling agents, and studio types tell a woman she’s special she’s probably going to believe them, but once she believes them it’s hard for her to keep her head on straight. She sums up her journey to Midnight, “They told me I was beautiful enough to go all the way to the top. They told me about all the fun up there, the kicks. They never told me about the booze and the drugs, the long slide down.”

Jordan, Austria, Vienna, Geneva, Playboy, Midnight, Frankenstein Created Woman, Susan Denberg, Dietlinde Zechner, Lee Harvey Oswald, Sirhan Sirhan, Robert F. Kennedy, Hugh Hefner, Jim Brown, tabloid, drugs, nudity

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March 23

2011—Elizabeth Taylor Dies

American actress Elizabeth Taylor, whose career began at age 12 when she starred in National Velvet, and who would eventually be nominated for five Academy Awards as best actress and win for Butterfield 8 and Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, dies of congestive heart failure in Los Angeles. During her life she had been hospitalized more than 70 times.

March 22

1963—Profumo Denies Affair

In England, the Secretary of State for War, John Profumo, denies any impropriety with showgirl Christine Keeler and threatens to sue anyone repeating the allegations. The accusations involve not just infidelity, but the possibility acquaintances of Keeler might be trying to ply Profumo for nuclear secrets. In June, Profumo finally resigns from the government after confessing his sexual involvement with Keeler and admitting he lied to parliament.

March 22

1978—Karl Wallenda Falls to His Death

World famous German daredevil and high-wire walker Karl Wallenda, founder of the acrobatic troupe The Flying Wallendas, falls to his death attempting to walk on a cable strung between the two towers of the Condado Plaza Hotel in San Juan, Puerto Rico. Wallenda is seventy-three years old at the time, but it is a 30 mph wind, rather than age, that is generally blamed for sending him from the wire.

March 22

2006—Swedish Spy Stig Wennerstrom Dies

Swedish air force colonel Stig Wennerström, who had been convicted in the 1970s of passing Swedish, U.S. and NATO secrets to the Soviet Union over the course of fifteen years, dies in an old age home at the age of ninety-nine. The Wennerström affair, as some called it, was at the time one of the biggest scandals of the Cold War.

March 21

1963—Alcatraz Closes

The federal penitentiary located on Alcatraz Island in San Francisco Bay closes. The island had been home to a lighthouse, a military fortification, and a military prison over the years. In 1972, it would become a national recreation area open to tourists, and it would receive national landmark designations in 1976 and 1986.

March 20

1916—Einstein Publishes General Relativity

German-born theoretical physicist Albert Einstein publishes his general theory of relativity. Among the effects of the theory are phenomena such as the curvature of space-time, the bending of rays of light in gravitational fields, faster than light universe expansion, and the warping of space time around a rotating body.