Here are some pages from the November 5th, 1985 issue of Family Circle magazine - starting with a testimonial from a bunch of dudes on what fragrances they like.
Harry the art director says,"I like light florals in summer; heavier, sweeter scents in winter." Whereas, David the food editor just likes his ladies to use soap.
Today, we're looking at The Lost Empire, the directorial debut of Jim Wynorski (Chopping Mall, Sorority House Massacre II, Return of Swamp Thing). It's actually pretty low on nudity, but full of smoking hot ladies and enough fun-filled camp to keep most fans of 80s B-movies happy.
In The Lost Empire you'll find Anthony Kiedis' dad, disappearing eyebrows, a penis cannon, prison mud wrestling, ninjas, a King Sized Cracked magazine, and the Tall Man from Phantasm. If this sounds intriguing to you, follow me as I take it scene by scene...
Today's Parade is just chock full of retro dynamite. We have a treatise on Africans taking our white women as trophy wives, a reveal on the new replay machine for football games, and an open letter to President Nixon - plus flamethrowers for your yard! It's an issue you won't want to miss...
I remember renting Night of the Living Babes back in '88 not knowing really what to expect. It was a strange little movie - sort of John Waters-esque, with a horror twist. I returned it to the store, and didn't think about it again for twenty years.
Then, for whatever reason, a memory of this weird flick popped into my head. "What the hell was the name of that movie?" I couldn't remember to save my life, and it became sort of a quest to rediscover this film.
Recently, I found it, and was sad to see it's never earned a DVD release, so all that remains are some shitty VHS tapes and even worse VHS rips. But that will have to do. I'm not going to abort my quest just because of some poor video quality. It's time to rediscover this lost classic scene by scene - let's dive in!
I know I'm posting a lot of Parades, but I have a massive stack that I feel an unaccountable urge to scan. If this isn't your bag move on to the next post - but know that each Parade is densely packed with super seventies-ness: a must read for any 70sphile. Enjoy!
Captain's Log, Stardate 43125.8. Our mission: to explore the vast expanse of space and travel to the remote edges of time in a search of miniskirts. Should we find them, we will record their existence for the betterment of mankind. It is only because of the gravity and importance of this mission that I'm willing to put this ship and crew at great risk.
It's time to explore high hemlines, to seek out short skirts, to boldly go where no pants or slacks have gone before. Engage power - lift off!.
There were a lot of adult comedies in the seventies - which isn't surprising because there were a lot of adults. In fact, America had never had anywhere close to this many adults... all with plenty of loose change and spare time to go catch a movie. Naturally, the comedies that came out of this era weren't for kids - not just because of their sexual content, but because the humor simply wasn't for them (think Woody Allen and 1970s Blake Edwards).
Among the tidal wave of adult oriented comedies comes Gosh! Or How To Succeed In Hollywood Without Really Acting (1974) AKA Alice Goodbody. It's a comedic take on making it in showbiz with plenty o' adult content. Let's have a look at this oft forgotten comedy, shall we?
In the late 60s, education got a massive facelift - a transformation from the rigid traditional classroom to one of "no failure", multiculturalism and lots of sex ed. Whether this was a good or bad thing is up for debate. I was in school throughout the seventies and can testify that it had its share of hippie influence, but overall I got a good education despite the flaky experiments the Boomers inflicted upon us.
Here's a magazine from ground zero - 1969. The articles are a bit on the boring side, but the odds and ends are interesting for a glance. Let's have a look...
When the title screen looks like this, you know you're in for some low grade cinema. So glad they thought to put the movie's title in quotes, aren't you?
Well, I was in the mood for a gritty, sleazy, low budget grindhouse picture - the kind that would land on a 42nd Street marquee for a week and never be heard of again. The kind that would play at the drive-in at midnight for one night only. The kind that you might find on VHS, but it would be a tattered box on a bottom shelf of the seediest video store in town.
With Judy (1970) I got what I was looking for.
Time for another stroll down couch potato lane. This one's from 1978 - a year in which I evidently watched A LOT of television because I pretty much remember every show on every night. WKRP had just come out and got the cover picture, but there's just a little article on Andy Travis. The real joy, as usual, is looking at what's on each night - so, let's dive in...
The last few seasons of Laverne & Shirley had a respectable amount of miniskirts in each episode - which isn't too surprising since it's supposed to take place in the late sixties. Most of the minis come courtesy of Laverne (Shirley rarely wore them). While not on the top ten list of 70s foxes, Penny Marshall still rocked the mini. Let's have a look at some scenes from seasons 7-8...
I found this little gem in Parade (January 2, 1972) which proclaims overalls as the counterculture's uniform. We'd certainly come a long way from the white gloves, pillbox hats and classy and bright Jackie Kennedy fashions from just a decade prior. I can't say this was for the better, but it was all a part of the movement....
Is it just me, or does the guy in front lounging in his plaid slacks look like a young Ken Berry (F-Troop, Mama's Family), but I know that can't be him. And check out the belts on those guys on the left!
We looked at some of these pages back in 2013, but let's explore some more. Men's fashion in '74 is just too good to leave any page unscanned...
The Maureen Reagan cover story was actually rather lame, so I haven't reprinted it here. However, there's still plenty to enjoy in this issue.
I'll also mention that I literally have boxes of not only Parade, but also National Lampoon and TV Guide. I finally have a new badass scanner to tackle these stacks of retro gold. Be prepared for vintage scans aplenty in the upcoming weeks and months - and, as always, I appreciate your comments and feedback along the way. Retrospace took a serious hit in my year long hiatus, then domain name change, but I'm happy to see a lot of the same folks returning, and the level of overall readership is steadily climbing. Retrospace truly has returned - thank you for being here, and on with the scans!
Hipsters aren't exclusive to our own day and age; they roamed the earth in the late 50s and early 60s. They were a totally different animal back then - a swingin' bachelor with a penchant for the broads, expensive hi-fi stereos and martinis. Let's have a closer look at the early 60s hipster and walk panel by panel through The Hipster Coloring Book found in the November 1962 issue of Cavalier magazine.
This article comes from the Parade (March 22, 1970). It's interesting to note how revolutionary and ubiquitous this TV chair would be. I don't think it ever really caught on, but it's fun to read their exalted expectations.
What do you do when you have to wait at the average airport for one, two, or three hours? You can read, eat, or sleep since most airports are equipped with news stands, coffee shops, and bars. But when it comes to waiting room entertainment, forget it. There's generally nothing — not even television — unless in a few cities like New York, Chicago, and San Francisco you belong to one of the airline clubs for VIP's and other paid members.
Within a few months, however, you should be able to watch television for a dime (for ten minutes) or a quarter (for 30 minutes) at many of the airports and bus stations throughout the country.
Labels: vintage technology
Here's a photo gallery of various get togethers of van enthusiasts in the 1970s - all of which look extremely seedy and gritty in a way only the 1970s knew how. It's not that I was expecting a 1979 van convention to be a classy affair; it's just that these amateur snapshots capture the feel of the blue-collar 70s lifestyle almost perfectly.
I'm not a van enthusiast myself, so I tend to focus not on the vans, but rather the people. They all look exactly as you'd expect - drunk and unwashed - but having the times of their lives.
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Concentrational (!) Camp for Girls (1986), and Raiders of Buddhist Kung Fu (1982) to name a few. And here is some glorious cover art that accompanied these videos. Enjoy!
When Fifty Shades of Grey became a bestseller there was a lot of chatter about how shocking it was that American housewives would read such material. Yet, stories that put that to shame used to be sold in the checkout aisle at grocery stores across the country. Housewives across this great land were reading about deviant sex told in graphic detail, and they were picking it up in the rack next to the Juicy Fruit.
Here are a few pages from one of these tawdry rags. As usual, I've also included some of the advertising. As you might expect, they're pretty much all about getting bigger boobs and losing weight.
Found this buried on a shelf in a flea market in Lake Charles Louisiana. While I'm sure somebody out there has scanned this and put it on the internet, it still feels like I've rescued another throw-away knitting booklet from the dustbin of history. With so many great photographs of '66 fashions, it would be a shame not see the light of day - and so here it is...
In this episode, the Professor and I count down our top three opening scenes in cinema. Then, it's on to exploring the Ron Howard film Night Shift (1982) starring The Fonz and Beetlejuice. Take a listen!
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Labels: Horshack Redemption
I recently posted a humorous John Hughes article from this issue, and thought I might as well scan more of the magazine. Before there was The Onion and The Daily Show, we had National Lampoon - and it was far more subversive than either. I didn't pull out any articles, but rather just some advertising and humorous pages to browse. Enjoy.
Taken from the National Lampoon article "Sexual Harassment: How To Do It" by John Hughes and Ted Mann (October 1980). Hughes would later become famous for The Breakfast Club, Planes, Trains & Automobiles, Home Alone, Sixteen Candles, National Lampoon's Vacation, and ton of other great flicks; but before that, he was a prolific humorist for National Lampoon. Here is his witty look at sexual harassment in the workplace (which basically didn't exist a few short years prior to this article), and I've added plenty of accompanying pictures. Enjoy!
We talked about redneck cinema before on Retrospace via VHS covers and a comprehensive list of as many films as I could think of (with lots of additional suggestions from commenters). Back in 2009, I even mused on the popularity of the genre. It is interesting phenomenon - the insatiable lust for lowbrow in the 1970s. But I'll refrain from repeating myself, and deliver up a bunch of hicksploitiation movie posters instead. Enjoy!