Today is the 15th anniversary of what as far as I can tell was my first ever post on the internet. It was brief and to the point but I was adding an insightful inquiry to someone else’s movie related thread:
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BOND GIRLS – NAKED!
Group: rec.arts.movies.current-films
In article <19990828080311.27480.00001153@ng-cr1.aol.com>,
me…@aol.com (Menop) wrote:
> Including the girls of “The World Is Not Enough”
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> http://www.comedyontap.com/bondgirls.html
>couldn’t find the pictures – anybody have any luck?
sorry, frist timer here, i just got out
–vern
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In honor of this historic milestone TODAY ONLY I am offering the ebook of Niketown for 99 cents. You just have to order it on Smashwords and enter the coupon code BZ98L
I probly shoulda arranged to have a deal on naked Bond Girl pictures but this will have to do.


Do you guys remember how LAST ACTION HERO was the big ticket for ’93?
In the opening of TEQUILA SUNRISE, Mel Gibson as “Mac” McKussic comes to a motel with a guy and a briefcase full of coke for one of those business transactions that guys with briefcases full of coke have at hotels. One of the guys who comes to meet him is Nick Frescia (Kurt Russell), talking cocky, hair all slicked back. Mac immediately knows that Nick is a cop so he talks his way out of the room and makes a run for it, doing a parkour-like swing from a balconly, nimbly hopping fences, ducking under a freeway overpass, trudging through water, dodging police searchlights. 
THE 13TH WARRIOR sounds like a pretty badass thing to be, but let’s be clear: Ahmed ibn Fadlan (Antonio Banderas) is number thirteen out of thirteen. In other words, the last guy to be picked.
Okay, so it’s got nothin on his fighting career, but UFC Hall of Famer Randy Couture hasn’t done too bad in his play for an action movie future. He’s had MMA-related bit parts like 
“You know, we are not getting along.”
We’ve all noticed by now that Sylvester Stallone has been trying to settle on the magic EXPENDABLES casting formula. The action icons (Dolph, Wesley, Arnold, Bruce, Jet) are surrounded by a protective layer of athletes (Couture, Austin, Ortiz, Rousey) and youths. For
THE EXPENDABLES 3 is another Expendables movie, like any other. It’s got a cast that indicates it should be the ultimate action movie, but ends up being penultimate at best. It’s a weird mix of satisfying appearance of favorite faces and tropes and disappointing execution of these elements. I call that feeling satisppointment, or expendablation. Just like the others I enjoyed it, but with a nagging feeling that this should be something actually great.
Wait a minute, there’s a movie that’s Jet Li vs. Jason Statham that I never bothered to watch? How can this happen? Well, I remember I was excited for it when it came out but then everybody said it sucked, and I’ve seen enough generic movies of this type (Statham vs. Snipes in 
“Thanks for the poncho.”

















