Word: nudes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Victorian gentlemen, rustled and bustled at by ladies in swathes of outer material and nether armor, paid handsome prices for paintings of unclad women in voluptuous tangles, with titles like A Nude Woman or Youth on the Prow and Pleasure at the Helm, and a barroom without a nude was naked indeed. But today the naked lady-or bits and pieces of her-is filling the advertising columns and editorial pages of the fashion magazines, general magazines and even family newspapers...
...Follies at the International, a Broadway nightclub, is not classic burlesque. Its bumps have been shock-absorbed into harmless thank -you-ma'ams, and its grinds are exceeding fine. But only a purist could carp: it is a spectacularly busty pageant, flashily costumed, dizzyingly aswarm with near-nude (pasties here and here, a twinkly bikini there) show girls. If it owes a greater debt to the New Frontier Hotel in Las Vegas than to Minsky's old National Winter Garden theater on Houston Street, that is the way Minsky wants it. The nearest thing to a striptease...
...bland theater for avant-garde plays will rise where only recently audiences watched a nude and lissome actress nailed to a cross and carved to pieces by a group of gypsy magicians chanting something that sounded like a Protestant hymn sung backwards. Still another victim-popular with modern fans-was bound, gagged and whipped; then the tips of her breasts were clipped off with hedge shears and her eyes were scooped out with a soupspoon and a jackknife. "We are very proud of that sequence," said Charles Nonon, the Grand Guignol's last director. "We consider it original...
...anyone who would risk his soul by approaching the Audio Lab where (as the ads reveal) nearly nude sirens tempt the will of all passers-by, I strongly recommend a visit next door to the Cambridge Art Association. The two College seniors now exhibiting there deserve a good deal of attention...
...sins, anal retention), sways rhythmically up and down, generating a subtle, but unmistakable aura of coitus. Jockeying back and forth into view were Jacques Tati and Mme. de Gaulle playing mudgutter across the north transept of Chartres Cathedral. At the end of each round, the loser had to run nude through the south portal and roll in the snow before a crowd of lepers. With that lovely timing for which he is worshipped, Quouguou waits until the lepers have drawn very close to the writhing figure of M. Tati, their bells clanging. Then he cuts abruptly to the bells...