Welcome to my Movie Blog!

Hi, I'm Tony, a.k.a. The Non Roger Ebert (R.I.P., Roger!), and welcome to my movie blog. First, let me start out by saying that this WON'T be any ordinary movie blog as I'll be reviewing movies you've probably heard of before or probably never thought about watching. Yes, I will review the occasional "mainstream" film (mostly to slam it!) and I'll be reviewing films both past and present (mostly past since I think most films released nowadays suck canal water!). I also won't be using any star ratings or thumbs up or thumbs down or anything like that since if you CAN'T figure out how much I love or loathe a film by my movie reviews alone then you're a dumb mofo, please exit the site NOW!!!! Along with the movie reviews will be commentaries on various celebrities and/or the so-called "entertainment" business in general. Enjoy!



Friday, February 24, 2012

BUTTERFLY




Butterfly is a 1982 film starring, uh-hum, singing star Pia Zadora. I first watched this film back when I was in sixth grade and it was like porn for me. I don't know what it is, but Pia seems to exude this raw smoldering sexuality in every shot of this movie, which also stars Stacy Keach, Orson Welles (yes, the Citizen Kane guy) and Ed McMahon (yes, the Johnny Carson and Publishers Clearing House guy). Anyway, in the film, Pia plays this sexy young woman who's in search of her birth father whom she believes is Stacy Keach whom immediately is smitten with his supposedly long-lost daughter, and I, of course, don't mean in a fatherly sort of way, if you know what I mean (and I'm, of course, sure that you do!)! Daddy Stacy does his best to keep his lustful feelings in check for his wayward (supposed) daughter until she takes a bath in the tin tub and he gets to see his (alleged) little girl in her birthday suit (and, lo, it sure is a glorious sight to behold!). Again, Keach does his darndest to reject his gal's obvious, shall we say, charms, but then she asks him to rub her back, which he does and then some when he ever-so-slowly slides his hands down her sides and cups her . . . well, you know! After feeling up his (so-called) daughter for a moment or so, he abruptly stops what he's doing to her and starts to walk off, but then Pia grabs his arm and slides it down to her . . . well, again, you know! You can probably imagine what my prepubscent body was going through when I saw THIS scene (or maybe DON'T want to imagine!)! Anyway, before you start calling me a raging pervert (that is, if you haven't called me that already!), it turns out that Stacy is NOT Pia's biological father after he is forced to kill her real father for whatever reason which he is forced to reveal in court after he and Pia get arrested for committing incestuous acts after Stacy finally gets to act on all those--again, shall we say--indecent thoughts he was thinking about her when he thought she was his actual little girl. Oh, and Pia Zadora also posed starkers for none other than Penthouse magazine during this time. Just thought you'd like to know! A sidenote: As you can probably imagine, critics were not that kind to this film. In fact, Pia "won" the awards for "Worst Actress" and "Worst New Star" at the aforementioned Razzies that year. Interestingly enough, she also happened to "win" the award for "Best Female Newcomer" at the (supposedly) respectable Golden Globes for her otherwise critically-panned role in this film, which may have had something to do with the fact that her rich-as-hell husband flew the members of Hollywood Foreign Press who vote at the GG to Las Vegas to hear Pia, uh-hum, sing. Of course, I'd award Pia's Golden Globes ANY time, if you know what I mean (and, again, I'm quite certain that you do!)!    

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