Oh, dear.

Like Nick when he won Top Chef.

I read The Happy Hooker when I was like 12. My parents didn't pay much attention to what I read (obviously). And I followed this up with The Mayflower Madam. Both are pretty interesting books which were less about prurient details than how to run a business. I forget how Hollander was caught. I recall Barrows more or…

The Happy Hooker Goes to Hollywood.

You can set your watch to perfectly-timed nostalgia. Once twenty years passes, we are inundated with memories. It really started with Grease, maybe American Graffiti (Lucas was a car enthusiast though). But between Happy Days and Grease, Whitey knew a buck was to be made. And right on schedule, the Monkees had a…

"To make you feel bad. Because you're fat and-a poor."

Yates looks like his voice is putting his face to sleep.

No, Neil Diamond's version was amazing to see. It opens with him in blackface. Lucie Arnaz serves him ham. Olivier wailing and rending garments. The movie is such a train wreck, it is fantastic. As a kid, my dad and I would watch it and laugh so hard.

I was 12 years old when The Day After aired. I cannot tell you how scared shitless I was to watch it. It is even hard to explain that in the 1970s and 1980s, how scary the USSR was. What little film we saw was from TASS and was always grainy 16mm stuff of missiles on May Day, etc. Brezhnev looked scary. War was always…

My friend and I went to see the 1992 Director's Cut of Blade Runner.

I saw Jurassic Park in the cinema, but I saw Jurassic Pork on a small 19" TV. My college roommate had a prodigious VHS collection of pornography.

I was 23 when the Pulp Fiction came out. It is difficult to describe the frisson we all felt when we saw just the trailer. Even that had an energy not seen in cinema in ages. For a whole summer, everyone was nattering about life being nothing but a box of chocolates and that big bag of BS.

I would have liked to have seen Goldfinger. The idea that a Brit could screw had to be mindblowing to the world at the time.

She gets the truth out of adversaries with her magic martini, clad in a Laura Ashley bustier.

Wooly Willy, "Magnetic Personality".

Perhaps Anukkai is an electrician.

Can you put France Gall in there?

Femina, feminae, feminam, feminarum, feminis, feminas…

Kill Fuck Die now takes on additional meaning.

Are Methodists' nests acceptable?