Word: boudoired
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...Jean-Marc Bory, who played the lover, was scarcely revealed as a character, let alone a lover. But Moreau emerged as the consummate woman. When The Lovers won a prize at the Venice Festival, Moreau became celebrated as the Brave New Woman, the "Jeanne d'Arc of the boudoir." But it was the end of the affair with Malle...
...House and across the street at Blair House (where Margaret Truman Daniel and her husband were putting up), a lot of beds and rooms needed reshuffling. Luci gave up her bedroom for a dressing-room cot to make space for several good Texas friends; Lynda Bird shared her yellow boudoir with a girl friend, and Governor John Connally got to sleep in Lincoln...
...seduced by her. The seduction scene owes a discernible if unintentional debt to Tennessee Williams' The Milk Train Doesn't Stop Here Any More. In that play, Mrs. Goforth, also an enormously wealthy woman, nakedly tempted a poet-saint in her offstage boudoir. From stage center, Miss Alice tempts the lay-brother saint. With her bare-shouldered back to the audience, she whips open her black negligee and nakedly faces Julian. As he drops to his knees before her, she gives three orgiastic cries of triumph. If Worth and Gielgud were less impeccably disciplined or tasteful, the scene...
...fetish, disarms the audience with ingenuousness. Like a kid with a handful of bright new crayons, he scrawls his sadly cynical fairy tale across the shabby landscape of the town. Through his eyes Cherbourg becomes a city of promise done up in candy-box decor, where every shopfront, boudoir and corner bistro has been daubed with gentle pastels or vibrant reds, yellows, pinks, blues. This is the way things ought to be, he wistfully suggests, not yet faded with the passing seasons into the greyness of things as they are. Hollywood has been performing such tricks for years, but rarely...
Goodbye Charlie. Debbie Reynolds wakes up screaming. And why not? She is in a man's bed, wearing a man's pajamas. When Tony Curtis strides into the room an instant later, anyone steeped in the conventions of boudoir farce knows that her next line has got to be: "What happened last night?" Instead, Debbie gives Tony a hearty, hail-fellow look and asks: "Don't you know me? Look at me, George. I'm Charlie. I'm Charlie Sorel...