From my mailbox:
Is this a Natalie Portman nip-slip in Vox Lux?
My response:
I don’t know.
I’m no help at all. Anybody else have a thought?
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Australian/New Zealand movies: 2024 part 2 / 2025 part 1
Johnny’s comments:
Finally put together a new update of recent movies including another edition for the 2024 update and the first few movies for a 2025 update. There’s some decent nude scenes in this update including from the creepy thriller Freelance, the body swap comedy Carnal Vessels, the athletic drama The Edge, Spanish-set drama Hot Milk, oddball body horror thriller Together plus some brief stuff from Dangerous Animals and Better Man.
Australian/New Zealand movies: 2024 part 1
Johnny’s comments:
Despite not everything being released as yet, there’s still quite a bit available to look through. Ended up being a bigger update than I was expecting. Anyway there’s not a lot of nudity from the movies released so far but there’s some good scenes from Phoebe Tonkin in Kid Snow, Chloe Farnsworth in the third movie of the trilogy MaXXXine and a long scene in Birdeater.
On the night of their wedding anniversary, a bohemian theater actress and a beatnik-inspired writer confront the truth of their relationship, dreams, and the city they once loved.
This indie drama got some rave reviews on the festival circuit:
” Exquisitely made and fearlessly performed, This Is Your Song is daring independent cinema.” – Film Threat
“A Bold Cinematic Triumph” – Associated Press
“The stars surrender themselves to Jules and James in magnificent ways and the result is, appropriately so, absolutely magnificent to watch.” – The Independent Critic
It was considered especially noteworthy because it contains a single 97-minute take. The glowing reviews from the arty set didn’t result in many eyeballs. It has only 64 votes at IMDb. If you are curious, it is available for free on Tubi.
(Fair warning: The viewing experience is like watching a serious stage play from the naturalist school. I won’t question its brilliance, but I found it very slow, and couldn’t finish it. I think I used to enjoy this sort of soul-baring dialogue, alternately cajoling and confrontational, from playwrights like Strindberg or Edward Albee, but I guess my tastes have changed over the years. I need to watch a Farrelly Brothers movie to cleanse the palate.)
I had to look up her “actress” credentials. She does have an IMDb page, but her total filmography count is a good bit short of Eric Roberts’. That noted, I am assuming she looks better than Eric shirtless.
Eric Roberts watch: 881 credits at IMDb. Given continued good health, he will sail past 1000. He only needs 119 more to reach a grand, and he had nearly 70 last year alone.

This has been your obscure reference of the day.
Well, as long as I introduced the subject:
Zardoz is another film to compete with Road House as the best bad movie of all time. Entertainment Weekly summarized it as follows: “A silly, impenetrable movie starring Sean Connery (attired in the dumbest costume ever) as a ponytailed barbarian who obeys a giant stone head.” Roger Ebert wrote: “Every once in a while, a movie like that comes along; a movie you’ve got to see so that you, too, can be in the dark about it.”
Charlotte Rampling
Sally Anne Newton
Sara Kestelman
One of my former colleagues, a man who is now an accomplished full professor and will probably not admit that he ever wrote for Uncle Scoopy’s Fun House, reviewed it some 25 years ago. It’s an entertaining essay.
(He also wrote the entire page for some weeks when I took my then-young family on an extended vacation. In retrospect, I now have to concede that he was better at being me than I was.)
The review follows:
We never know how old these videos are.
Because we do see her in public every so often, I don’t buy in to Soused Stepdad’s claim that she’s dead or in captivity, although if she’s faking her own life, that kinda makes her the anti-Scoopy, and I tip my hat to her.
To be fair, the dance videos don’t always seem to take place in the correct season, and Britney’s apparent age and weight seem to fluctuate dramatically from day to day, so I think there’s a lot of recycling going on, and Plastered Pop may have a valid reason to think that there is something behind the curtain. If Britney were actually dead, the person who controls her IG account could claim she is a recluse and could probably cover up her death for years by dipping into the strategic video reserve.