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...which Scavullo's lights and lenses, and his team's exacting attention to skin, hair and costume, produced a look that became unique to the magazine. Scavullo did celebrity portraits, glamorized Watergate figure Martha Mitchell for a 1974 cover of New York magazine and shot Burt Reynolds in the nude for a 1972 Cosmo centerfold. "I don't think I can say I'm the best," he told the Washington Post in 1985. "But I think I do what no one else does. My pictures are alive...
...excellence, the Derbyshire lad co-starred at age 22 in the original London stage production of Look Back in Anger. But the Angry Young Man tag never quite fit Bates' protean gifts. As a charming killer in Nothing but the Best or a Jewish prisoner in The Fixer, wrestling nude in Women in Love or incarnating the lonely spy Guy Burgess in An Englishman Abroad, he brought strength, delicacy, wit and humanity to each role. In films, he often chaperoned showier stars (Anthony Quinn in Zorba the Greek; Lynn Redgrave in Georgy Girl; Bette Midler in The Rose) to Oscar...
...first centerfold subject - not yet called a Playmate - was Marilyn Monroe, in the notorious though little-seen calendar nude she had posed for a few years earlier. According to Joe Goldberg?s 1967 book ?Big Bunny: The Inside History of Playboy,? Hefner had bought that photo (with its color separations) and a batch of others for $5,000. For that modest amount he got not only fabulous publicity for his first issue but the next year?s worth of centerfold photos. Only at the end of 1954 did he start assigning ?original art? from such cheesecake shutterbugs as Russ Meyer...
...shame for a young woman but a kind of honor, like being chosen Homecoming Queen. What John Skow wrote of the Playboy Club Bunny - that she was ?half geisha and half double-malted? - applied even more to the Playmate gestalt. Brilliantly, and bit by bit, Hefner had domesticated the nude...
Shortly after the nude sprint around the Yard began, Bahadu says, “I felt a shove behind me.” His friends had pushed him to the head of the pack and then dropped behind, leaving young Bahadu at the mercy of the spectators. “I was by myself,” he says. “All by myself. And the worst part was that I could hear, 50 yards down the line: ‘There’s Shaka! Shaka’s coming!’” He sighs...