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Z-Man was my hero during my youth. Wordy freak-outs were few and far between down my neck of the woods, as were chicks with humoungous tits

Yes, but has it got any tits in it?

"Yes, but has it got any tits in it?"

256 of 'em, and that's only counting ones with nipples visible. (Or maybe 257. The lesbian makeout scene was rather moodily lit for a decent nip tally.)

I am concerned that Russell's hero was Z-Man. (Pronounced Zed Man hereabouts, thank you very much.) Although it may explain many of things Russ reveals on his blog o' porn.

It sounds like an entire movie shot in the Pigeon Toed Orange Peel.

If you mean the bar in Coogan's Bluff, that's sort of the right thing, just tamer. The party scenes in BTVOTD a far groovier, baby. Groovy with edge.

Blog O'Porn? I haven't featured one knob, boob or vadge in any blog post ever. Though I may take requests.

Word porn is eviller. It works on more layers (boom boom) than mere piccies of naked cheesecake.

It sounds like a powerful, evocative analysis of....err..tits. Very 1960s. Love that guy's haircut. Very cool.

Indeed, Manya. If it's cheesey, it's me ... sey.

Seemed much more 70's than 60's to me.
The 60's had already self-destructed and 70's mannerism - a kind of instant-kitscharama - moves into the kartoon kitchen.

Spot on, Tone.

And I strongly suspect that Roger Ebert's tits are very big indeed, incidentally.

Well, B, it WAS 1970, with the full bloom of sixties euphoria well past it's best, so you are probably right.

Carna: Speaking of Russell ... errr ... Roger Ebert. Here he writes about BTVOTD:

Remembered after 10 years, "Beyond the Valley of the Dolls" seems more and more like a movie that got made by accident when the lunatics took over the asylum. At the time Russ Meyer and I were working on "BVD" I didn't really understand how unusual the project was. But in hindsight I can recognize that the conditions of its making were almost miraculous. An independent X-rated filmmaker and an inexperienced screenwriter were brought into a major studio and given carte blanche to turn out a satire of one of the studio's own hits. And "BVC" was made at a time when the studio'sown fortunes were so low that the movie was seen almost fatalistically, as a gamble that none of the studio executives really wanted to think about, so that there was a minimum of supervision (or even cognizance) from the Front Office.

Thanks to an anonymous tip by Boynton, I can tit you off to the fact that the
Australian Centre for the Moving Breast is now holding, in fact firmly clutching and palpitating, a Russ Meyer filmfest in Melbourne starting this Friday.

Yes BTVOD will be part of the massive rack of classic Russ flicks they'll be screening every Friday for the next couple of months. In very widescreen!

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