Barbara Parkins in 1982’S Breakfast in Paris.
I had no idea there was such a scene. While I know that she did do some posed nudes back in the day, I thought the only time her breasts ever made it into a film was that fuzzy side-boob shot in The Mephisto Waltz. Now we have these VHS captures of a clear topless scene, thanks to the man, the legend, Johnny Moronic.
Here’s what Johnny Moronic had to say about the film:
“Breakfast in Paris is a 1982 romantic comedy/drama where Jackie (Barbara Parkins from Valley of the Dolls) comes home early from her high-powered job in fashion to find her husband cheating on her with the excuse that he doesn’t find her feminine enough any more. She gets an offer to join her friend Marcel (Jeremy Higgins) in Paris to help with some fashion shows and decides to get away from it all for a little while. At the airport, Jackie bumps into photographer Michael (Rod Mullinar) who becomes instantly smitten with her but she’s not having anything to do with men. Then Michael sits next to her in first class on the plane and she is livid with having to deal with a lovestruck Michael for the entire trip. She survives but then Michael keeps popping up wherever she goes and becomes a constant nuisance to her until Jackie finally relents and goes on a date with him. And it all goes well and they fall for one another. Then their relationship becomes complicated as Michael doesn’t fit into her lifestyle and Jackie becomes alarmed when he proposes a future marriage. A to-and-fro occurs between them and it ends in a stalemate where Jackie goes back to Melbourne leaving Michael lovestruck in Paris. But she can’t take her mind off of Michael and decides to make a dash back to Paris to be with him – but can they really get it together?
From John D. Lamond, more accustomed to sleazy/erotic movies like Felicity, Pacific Banana and Nightmares, this is strange mix of comedy and drama that doesn’t really get it right. Michael basically stalks Jackie until she relents and goes on a date with him and it’s played comically but isn’t all that funny. Then the movie becomes a full blown melodrama, ditching the comedy completely for a “will they/won’t they” romantic drama that becomes so tortured that the inevitable happy ending almost doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen. The movie is a mess, although both Parkins and Mullinar work well together. With a better script and, let’s face it, director, they might’ve salvaged something more than a funded trip to Paris for a few nice shots. If only most of the movie didn’t seem like it was shot in Melbourne. The lack of French actors is also glaring. The movie isn’t terrible like some of Lamond’s other movies but he’s clearly out of his depth here.”