Category: Generation X

Margot

I dream about sex, flying, and being chased by Nazis. Margot Kidder, “The Education of Margot Kidder, Rolling Stone, 1981. Picture it: The early 1980s, somewhere in the sprawling suburbs of America. You’re just a geeky kid, reading Batman comic books and playing with Dukes of Hazzard action figures. Over the next few years you’ll … Continue reading Margot →

The Foxiest Angel

In which we bow down to the hottest, sexiest, and sultriest of Charlie’s Angels: Cheryl Ladd. Certain arguments among friends were a rite of passage for young Gen Xers during their misspent youths: Chrissie or Janet? Ginger or Mary Ann? Jennifer or Bailey? And which one of Charlie’s Angels was the hottest? Personally, I’ve always … Continue reading The Foxiest Angel →

Favorite Film Posters: Stripped to Kill 2: Live Girls

The first of many posts celebrating my favorite film posters. As an artist and a cinephile, I’ve long been enamored with the art of the film poster. I was fortunate to grow up during a golden age for movie posters—the seventies, eighties, and into the nineties, when real, honest-to-goodness artists crafted 27x40 inch masterpieces to … Continue reading Favorite Film Posters: Stripped to Kill 2: Live Girls →

Bad Girls We Love: Regina “Reggie” Holland in Silk Stalkings

In which actress (and total smoke show) Carol Huston steals our hearts in a memorably sexy guest spot on a beloved nineties television series. If I could travel back in time to 1992, I'd tell my teenage self that he'd still be obsessing over this woman thirty-odd years later, and he'd reply, "Well, DUH! Of … Continue reading Bad Girls We Love: Regina “Reggie” Holland in Silk Stalkings →

Lost and Found: Private Resort

In which we visit the raucous Private Resort for one last fling before summer ends. Teen sex comedy Private Resort (1985) was a late eighties cable television staple, which explains why I watched it approximately one-hundred times during those years. Those years, by the way, coincided with my junior high school years, and rarely has … Continue reading Lost and Found: Private Resort →

Survivor: Dona Speir, Queen of Bullets, Bombs, and Babes

If you’re a certain type of B-movie lover, the name Andy Sidaris is synonymous with a series of sexy action films he made from 1985–1998, often referred to as a collective by the appropriately saucy sobriquet, “Bullets, Bombs, and Babes.” For years before his foray into making B-movies though, Sidaris was a legend in sports … Continue reading Survivor: Dona Speir, Queen of Bullets, Bombs, and Babes →

The Devil Made Me Do It: Part I

Part one of recollections and remembrances of walking the skeptic’s path. Picture it: the early 1980s, somewhere deep in the leafy suburbs of the northeastern United States. I was a kid going to church semi-regularly with my Catholic parents. This also happened to be the peak years of what became known as the “Satanic Panic.” … Continue reading The Devil Made Me Do It: Part I →