geraldine smokes

now, i'm not the biggest charlie chaplin fan in the world. sure, i appreciate his impact on 'film' and 'comedy' and all that, but i can't remember ever getting a genuine laugh from his antics. that being said, i have to say i adore his daughter geraldine. she shreds the scenery in robert altman's 'a wedding,' and she's glorious and lovely in david lean's 'dr. zhivago.' i think she's quite beautiful, despite the fact that she looks very much like her father. here she is in 'semi-man-drag,' dragging on a cigar at some high class gathering. she's the coolest.

happy birthday bette davis

wow, i couldn't let this birthday go by... but i'm afraid by the time it's posted, it will be one day too late. still, i must give a cheer to the always crucial, always tough, always incredible miss bette davis. i did a little research before i posted this... and i learned something i think is very interesting. she was born in the town of lowell, massachussetts. that's not far from my house. i never knew that. she was born april 5, 1908. she died in france in 1989. if she'd lived, yesterday, she would've been 101 years old. when i went diving for a picture, i specifically wanted to get a shot i'd never seen before. and i also wanted to get a shot of her smoking. i think i lucked out with this ethereal shot of a very young bette, taking a 'film noir'-fied drag on a cig. looking at a shot like this, it seems almost impossible that some studios at the time shyed away from her; thinking she wasn't pretty enough. she was born ruth elizabeth davis. and wow, she was shorter than me! (5' 3") and, as morbid as it may sound to some... i dig what she has on her tombstone: 'she did it the hard way'

carroll smokes

yes, anyone that knows me, knows that i love shots of my fave stars that are 'never-before-seen' by me. and this glamorous shot of the marvelous carroll baker certainly falls into that category. believe me, i pearldive for carroll baker picksh regularly, and i know i've never seen this one. and it's hot, no? if you think the color looks a little queer, its because the original was so shock-overexposed i really had to do some strange work on it to make it a little easier on the eye. god, she was a sexy little hot starlet in her day. and i love her because i've seen her without all that makeup, and it really IS her face under there, if that makes any sense. like, she really doesn't need any of that paint, but its only intensifying what's already there; not really 'creating' any false lines and-or contours. she really doesn't need much 'help,' ...she's just naturally that lovely and sexy 'as-is.' i probably don't have to say this shot was in the early 60's, around the time she made the trashy and surprisingly boring 'harlow,' and the soap-opera-fied 'the carpetbaggers.' but hey, to me, she'll always be my little 'babydoll.' hey carroll, smoke one for me, you wild temptress.

bibi and birkin

okay, straight up, please don't flag me, they're only human naked chicks, and we've all seen that before. and this won't take long anyway. here we have the second (or third) mention of miss jane birkin in less than five days. yes, here's the slinky and french miss birkin, in the very very nude... in bed, in some movie i haven't been able to identify. she looks playful enough. and yes, the broad over her shoulder is the also-french-and-nude miss brigitte (overrated by me) bardot. yeah, so... they're not really doing anything, i know... they're not even kissing, they're not even pillowfighting, they're just kind of laying there. but, what makes this shot postworthy is the fact that... miss bardot has a very lit-and-hot-and-apt-to-cause-injury-to-delicate-flesh cigarette (!!) not six inches from miss birkin's somewhat-concealed 'private garden.' knowing if i was going to break my 95% 'straight' rule, and actively get in bed with another chick, i think i'd very much have to insist-and-stand firm by a 'no lit cigarettes near my pussycat area...!!' -rule. but hey, that's just me. (click to enlarge... i mean, hey, if you want to... i'm not here to judge.)

the snap inhale

here's the sexy miss jane fonda from 'the china syndrome.' i hope you're not trying to quit.

queen of the pack

no, its not a 'ska-reggae-flavored' pop hit by 90's songstress 'patra,' ...it IS however, miss elizabeth taylor, smoking, on the sprawling 'cash-monster' set of 'cleopatra.' now, i fully admit, i've never seen the whole movie. but uh, i've bumped into about 90 separate minutes of it, at random, over the years. so i think i've got it all figured out. i mean, this is pretty much it, right?: the movie starts, she changes clothes. they consult about ancient politics... she changes clothes again. she makes out with burton-and-or-rex-harrison, another costume change. a grand entrance combined with a costume change. they warn her about something having to do with ancient politics while she's changing clothes. then ultimately, she kills herself with a snake... only after changing clothes for 'one last time.' but she looks good, so she's also gonna help us out by providing us with a cool 'chicks smoking' entry here on the planet. who could 'asp' for anything more?

jerry lights up

yeah, i think this might be another shot taken inside the weird and fabled

'studio 54.' i love almost any studio 54 picture. i tried to find that shot of bianca jagger riding a white horse through the discotecque. (mmm, i wonder if the 'white horse' symbolized anything...? (mmm, sniffety-sniff...!) this one is almost cliche, considering the stars are none other than andy 'white bangs' warhol, and jerry 'hey, i'm just glad to be here, ya'll...!' hall. he's lighting her fire. and i'm guessing that was probably the only female fire he bothered to light that night. she looks wonderful, though. she's living proof that southern girls can at least look sophisticated. i look at her gorgeous flowing hair, long legs, strong cheekbones, and fine teeth, and i can't help but wonder what kind of 'deep-south-livermush-and-biscuits collard-greens-and-grits' type foods she ate growing up. and hey, i'm not bagging on that kind of food... i grew up on that stuff myself. and, for what its worth, i have been to the 'studio 54' of my own mind.

miss mia smokes

so i just came in off the back deck to inhale a camel filter. the new england moon was so full and silver bright it was casting sharp shadows of all the leaves on the trees. the air is cool and dry. i love it up here. but i am not alone in blazing a deathstick. here is a great shot of a hippy miss mia farrow in her groovy late 60's pad, enjoying a 'straight' in her own free and short-haired independent way. i love the room she's in. it reminds me of the infamous 'shakespeare house' on centennial street. there was a lot of smoking going on in that house, i promise you. i like her hair darker like that. it looks like she's killed almost a full glass of red wine, too. when i see photos like this, i really wish i had a time machine. i wonder who she was hanging out with? i wonder who was taking the picture? it looks like a pretty groovy scene. rock on, miss mia.

scarlet smokes

so... how are you? i'm a little stressed today with a doctor's appointment looming over my head. i hate appointments; like they always take a huge boring bite out of my otherwise mostly-groovy day. actually, its not until wednesday, but i don't really see me coming back to 'the planet' in full force until that's all overwith. and, since i'm pretty sure the physician is going to tell me i need to quit smoking, i decided to mark my place with a shot of lesley-ann warren as miss scarlet in 'clue,' accepting a well-timed light from professor plum, (christopher lloyd) who i can't help thinking looks sexy in the part. so, take a big drag for me, miss scarlet. i'll be back hopefully on wednesday night with some groovy new entries.

you've come a long way, rosemary

...baby! yes, its been a long time since i had a 'featured smoker,' and tonight its the complicated and highly cool miss mia farrow. if you've never seen 'rosemary's baby,' then you're missing one of the finest movies of that era... or indeed, of any other. i'm not sure where i snagged this shot; i've had it for a long time. she's so cute. so, everyone dig on miss mia... hey, she was once mrs. frank sinatra! (which i've always thought was a little bit odd, i mean... she doesn't seem like his 'type,' ...but i guess that goes to show, when it comes to attraction, anything goes. i mean, hey... two words: woody allen.) hey, don't get me wrong, i love woody. oh well, i'm getting a little verbose here. so dig on miss mia... so cool. but i must admit, i do think she was highly mis-cast in 'the great gatsby.' actually, i think redford was miscast, too. i always thought it would've had more impact had it been cast entirely with unknowns... but that's just my haughty cinematic opinion.

good and long indeed

here is a frame taken from the 1980 film 'the long good friday.' it deals with the state of british gangland dealings around that time... what i affectionately call 'the diana ascendance.' i'm sort of killing two birds with one stone with this shot. i hearby proclaim the bearish bob hoskins as a prime example in my 'ugly is the new cute' movement. i have been aroused by him ever since 1987-88. i think he's lovely... so solid, so hairy, and that cockney accent... and how he managed to hold it back, turning sort of 'brooklyn' for 'roger rabbit.' and speaking of bunnies, helen mirren really couldn't be sexier. just look at the two of them laying there, smoking. i think i can admit i'm 'bi' enough to want to join them. they're both just so hot.