Russ Meyer R.I.P.

I have to admit that I've never seen a Russ Meyer's film - like "Faster Pussycat Kill Kill" or "Beneath the Valley of the Ultra-Vixens" - but it bears a mention that he favored women of a certain level of...um...endowment. His starlets made Pamela Anderson look like Selma Blair. Speaking of which, the way they've got Selma made up for the new John Waters flick, "A Dirty Shame", is precisely what Meyer was known for:

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Roger Ebert was a friend and wrote "Beyond the Valley of the Dolls" and has a real informative tribute which reveals:

His films were X-rated but not pornographic. Meyer told me he had two reasons for avoiding hard-core: (1) “I want to play in regular theaters and keep the profits, instead of playing in porn theaters and doing business with the mob.” (2) “Frankly, what goes on below the waist is visually not that entertaining.” For Meyer, what went on above the waist was a lifelong fascination; he cheerfully affirmed his obsession with big breasts.

Take that, Hef!

Maybe I'll put on the ol' trenchcoat and rent some smut this weekend. Naw, I'll be watching Star Wars!!! Geek trumps horndog!