
This seems like a good pairing with the above post. We’ve read that during World War II, when silk and nylon production were diverted for the making of parachutes, nets, and other items, some women wore liquid stockings. Basically, this was a type of make-up for their legs that gave the illusion of hosiery, and those who wanted to go a step further drew on seams with eyebrow pencils. Austrian actress Nadja Tiller takes that idea the next logical step by drawing on the world’s flimsiest undies. We’d personally be pretty jazzed if we found this drawn on under someone’s clothing. We mean just for a change of pace.
Tiller appeared in list of films and television shows long enough to weave into fabric and make real underwear. Something like one hundred credits, we think. Nearly every one of those films were made in Europe, but she starred in at least one English language film—1959’s The Rough and the Smooth, directed by Robert Siodmak of The Killers and Criss Cross fame. While those are seminal noirs, The Rough and the Smooth seems to be more of a romance. Well, maybe we’ll dig into her German language output and see if there’s anything crime related hiding there.



























Another of the movies we watched recently was Bluebeard, a castle and dungeon-style, quasi gothic horror flick about a folk tale character who murders a series of wives. Its Spanish poster was the best of those we saw, and we chose today to share it because the film premiered in Spain today in 1974, after opening in the U.S. two years earlier.
a certain point we suppose money papers over all flaws. Rich or not, though, never marry a guy who sits around with a raptor on his shoulder. And speaking of hunting, we should warn the kind-hearted that there’s an extended hunting sequence in Bluebeard, and the animals are killed for real, in detailed action. We’re talking several rabbits, a number of birds in flight, a couple of foxes, a boar, and a deer.



































Loni! Come back, you stupid horse! That jumpsuit doesn’t even fit you!
Why hello, lovely naked creature.
You rude beast! Try taking a picture. It’ll last longer.
Already done. With my mind. Deposited you right in the spank bank.
Bank— What? Spank what? Oh, never mind. Give me my clothes.
Objectify me, will you? Two can play that game. Duh… nice package! Duh… I’m an idiot!
Thanks. And you’re not an idiot—many women agree with you about my package.
No, I’m objectifying you, like you did to me.
Like a sex object. I understand. That’s cool. I love sex.
No, I mean I’m debasing you via the reduction of any unique and admirable qualities you might have down to the purely phy— Oh, forget it! You’re too dumb to understand.
Oh… oh… oh! It’s true he lacks… formal education…
But he sure knows how… to make a girl… SNAP HER PEARLS!
*sigh*





































