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Angela’s kisses
Lansbury is 75, but she still has that sensual Pekingese mouth.
Angela Lansbury is 75 years old, and an unmistakable lady. You may reckon that she found her element when she came upon the role of Jessica Fletcher in “Murder, She Wrote.” When “Fresh Air” host Terry Gross interviewed Lansbury, she asked her in a joking manner just how many murders Jessica had solved. And she knew, like a hitter knowing her average — “265,” she said.
Well, Lansbury won a Kennedy Center fellowship last weekend. It goes with her Tonys for “Mame,” “Dear World,” “Gypsy” and “Sweeney Todd” and three supporting actress nominations, for “Gaslight,” “The Picture of Dorian Gray” and “The Manchurian Candidate.” You’ve got it — we all love Angela Lansbury.
But with me, it’s a lot more than that, and I’m actually not taken in, not one inch, by the English lady act, and the well-spoken country-club airs. No, I remember “Gaslight” and that slutty maid she plays, just the kind of girl Charles Boyer would hire, to taunt and undermine her mistress, and to be there when Charlie wanted help putting out the lights. “Oh, blimey, sir, I can’t see nuffing. So how did you know to put your hand just there, sir? You must have an instinct for it.”
Miss Lansbury wasn’t 20 yet. She was a nice girl, anyone could see it. Yet the director, George Cukor, knew she could be what he called the “rather dirty girl,” the maid. And I’m sure she had been very nicely brought up in London, where she was the granddaughter of George Lansbury, a leader of the Labour Party. So how did she know just how vile and suggestive the maid could be when she guessed that the man of the house had hired her to torment his own wife? “Well, I’m sure I couldn’t say, ma’am,” is the sort of thing she says. But her face with that sensual little Pekingese mouth, it says so much about the depraved, unspeakable things she likes.
Now, nobody could say the movies made the most of Angela Lansbury. It was an odd career — playing debauched Philistines with George Sanders in “Samson and Delilah,” being the woman who seeks to seduce Spencer Tracy in “State of the Union.” Somehow, she was always playing darker, older women than she could possibly claim to be. It’s like that in “The Manchurian Candidate.” She was only 37 when she made that film, with Laurence Harvey her son when he was already 34. Not that the age factor got in the way, not when she has her great speech about when he’s to assassinate the presidential candidate, and how afterward it’s all going to be all right, and he’ll get his soul back because she’ll be avenged on all the individuals who thought they could use her, and she takes her poor boy Raymond’s sick head, kisses him on the forehead and then kisses him on the mouth — the way cockfighters kiss their cock for a dying effort.
That was 1962, a throwaway incident, something the audience was left to notice or not. But all I could see was the snarly avidity of the maid’s face, the maid who had become Mrs. Iselin, and wanted it all, everything, and why not? So come with me, my dear, into the dark, secret part of the house, where we can hear the rats between the walls listening to us kiss, and gossipping in their rat way.
David Thomson is the author of "A Biographical Dictionary of Film" (new edition just published), "Rosebud: The Story of Orson Welles" and "In Nevada." More David Thomson.
Massage therapists rubbed wrong by sex talk
A Jennifer Love Hewitt show and the Travolta allegations have masseuses tired of being confused for sex workers
(Credit: iStockphoto/sybanto) Joe, a licensed massage therapist, knows what it’s like having a famous client who expects something extra. He had an Academy Award-winning actor begin gyrating on his massage table before raising his hips in the air to show off his erection. “He was hoping that I would play with him in some shape or form,” he says.
Needless to say, Joe isn’t surprised by allegations by two masseurs that John Travolta got handsy during massages. (Travolta’s attorney has denied all the allegations, and called them “ridiculous.”) “It happens all the time,” he says, and not just with celebrity clients. He frequently encounters men who try to fondle him, usually while he’s working on their glutes or lower back and their hand happens to be level with his crotch. “They think they’re so original, but they’re all so much the same,” Joe says, his voice rising. “They all use the same tactics, the same body movements, the same gyrations and grinding my table, the [heavy] breathing.”
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A night at the vibrator museum
Early vibrators were hand-cranked, two-person jobs -- and prescribed by doctors. How far we've come since then
(Credit: Antique Vibrator Museum) I can now say that I’ve used a turn-of-the-century vibrator — on my hand, but still.
The silver, hand-cranked contraption is usually kept behind glass at Good Vibrations’ Antique Vibrator Museum in San Francisco — but staff sexologist Carol Queen made a rare exception. “This is very special,” she whispered, unlocking the case and carefully pulling out Dr. Johansen’s Auto Vibrator, a relic from 1904. The “auto” part is not so much: It was a two-person job, with her having to crank the device’s handle to get it thrumming. Pressing my finger tips to its inch-wide circular platform of pleasure, I was pleasantly surprised by its power.
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Maggie Gyllenhaal on sexual liberation
The beloved indie star tells Salon about her "vibrator movie" and why she loves playing transgressive women
Maggie Gyllenhaal (Credit: Reuters/Mark Blinch) When I met Maggie Gyllenhaal about six weeks ago, she was enormously and gloriously pregnant, stretching out on a sofa with her shoes off and feet up in a Manhattan office building. (Since that time, Gyllenhaal and husband Peter Sarsgaard have welcomed their second daughter, Gloria Ray, to the world.) We were there to talk about “Hysteria,” the charming, lightweight feminist farce from director Tanya Wexler that explores a key event in the history of female sexuality: the invention of the vibrator by Mortimer Granville, a Victorian doctor who was seeking to cure the mysterious “female malady” that lends the movie its title.
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Susie Bright and her daughter, Aretha, make parental talks about sex look easy -- and fun
Most parents loathe talking to their kids about the birds and the bees, let alone pubic hair grooming, faked orgasms and “water sports” — but most parents are not legendary “sexpert” Susie Bright.
Better than talking about these things, she penned an advice column in 2009 with her daughter, Aretha, then 19, for the ladyblog Jezebel. Their answers to questions about everything from porn to Paxil were unflinching but playful, and at times controversial. Now the pair have collected those columns into a new e-book, “Mother/Daughter Sex Advice.” Together, they read as an irreverent version of “Our Bodies, Ourselves” for the Internet age. The mother-daughter team also reflect on what the experience of writing the column was like, and it turns out it wasn’t as weird as many would think: For the most part, it was just a continuation of conversations they had been having throughout Aretha’s life.
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On the rack: A cultural history of breasts
Did breasts evolve for lactation or to enhance sex appeal? A new book explores why they matter
(Credit: iStockphoto/NadyaPhoto) It’s hard to be boobs. Sure, breasts are cherished as givers of milk and the pinnacle of sex appeal, but the modern world hasn’t been good to mammaries.
As Florence Williams writes in “Breasts: A Natural and Unnatural History,” they’re the most tumor-prone organ in the human body. They “soak up pollution like a pair of soft sponges,” and transmit environmental toxins to babies through breast milk. “Breasts are bellwethers for the changing health of people,” she says. While we’ve “genetically modified our crops to be able to protect them from the ill effects of pesticides,” Williams writes, “we haven’t yet figured out how to modify our breasts.” Aside from using saline and silicone, of course.
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