28 July, 2008

Chick lit, road rash and whiners...

Some goddesses are puzzled by this...like me...

Okay, the goddess went to a little theater on Clinton Street and watched a motorcycle movie with her dh and a few friends. "The Girl on the Motorcycle" (c1968)

This movie would have qualified as chick lit, before chick lit even got the title. We had a whiny, adolescent female character, cheating on her husband (of 2 ever lasting and oh, so horrendously boring months) with a controling, arrogant and sarcastic professor who seduced little teenagers like her on the side of his teaching. (At least she wasn't a student of his.)

This movie had very little to redeem it in my eyes. The acid induced psychedelic pseudo sex scenes kept making me wonder who had gotten loose with the photoshop solarizing, and the birds that had been added as an effect in the first part of the movie and interspersed throughout made me think of Hitchcock's classic, "The Birds."

I have to admit that the shot of the hose going into the gas tank and her repeated attempts to use her motorcycle as a huge vibrator were very humorous. I probably will let the DH buy the uncut European version titled, "Naked Under Leather," which hasn't been cut to crap, but was originally rated X. But gee, the Girl on a Motorcycle version we saw was considered a really hard R in 1968. It probably wouldn't have rated much beyond a PG-13 now, especially if the shot of her leaving the bed full frontal nude was left out. (I have a hard time watching a 40 year old movie of a nude...I somehow can't help picturing in my mind what she might look like now....uck! TMI!)

I'm not sure why motorcycle riders like this movie. Most of the "rides" were done with the actress standing over the motorcycle in front of a movie screen of the scenery and the director's credibility was really stretched every time she smiled really big and didn't have to pick bugs out of her teeth, or closed her eyes as she was masturbating herself on her motorcycle, or the scenery rolled around behind her again and showed her passing the same cars.

The actual riding shots that were pretty obviously done by a stuntman were kinda cool, and it was a neat bike....maybe the other version will be better? But I doubt it. It was good for a few laughs and was REALLY hard to take seriously as an R or X movie...but I will admit, for 1968 it was cutting edge.

I think, for sheer riding enjoyment, I'd rather watch this...

Of course, my dh won't let me get away with telling him I ALREADY bought him a Harley :)

ttfn and open roads to you all from a puzzled goddess

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