Our visit to Lisbon swung between extremes.
Some of you may be wondering whether we actually picked up anything for Pulp Intl. during our ballyhooed trip to Lisbon. We did, we just haven't had to time to sort and scan it yet. But above you see a snapshot of some items we bought at the city's twice-weekly Feria de Ladra, which apparently has been going on since 1272 (not a typo), and these days takes place at the Campo de Santa Clara, behind the important monastery of São Vicente de Fora. The market is a marvel. While it isn't anything close to Le Marché aux Puces de Saint-Ouen in Paris, it remains one of the better troves of vintage matter you'll find in Europe, and as a bonus is popular with beautiful women and supports a satellite industry of interesting bars and eateries. Among the items we found were old issues of the pop culture magazine Plateia, crime comics such as Secreto Agente Z33, and a copy of the movie mag Colecção Cinema. We'll be scanning and uploading those throughout the year, and they'll be nice reminders of a good trip. Well, mostly good.
When the Pulp Intl. girlfriends left, things went a bit haywire. We'll share only one episode: the panic inducing disappearance of one of our group, who had been done in by Lisbon's numerous hills as we searched for a music bar one night, and had headed home to rest with his left arm tingling (which he attributed to a pulled shoulder muscle he'd suffered after taking a spill on what we nicknamed the “heroin stairs”). We stayed at the bar and when we returned hours later he was nowhere to be seen. Frantic calls to his phone produced nothing. Calls to the hospitals ditto. Uh oh. We organized ourselves for a 4 a.m. search of the deserted barrio where the bar was. Our working theory: coronary, collapsed, rolled into a ditch, died. That hadn't happened. What had happened was he walked down the hills as planned, was near the apartment we'd rented, but got tractor beamed into a strip club where he spent 1,300 euros on lap dances. Under the circumstances, he'd heard none of our calls. Said he: “I felt better by the time I was passing the club.” Funny episode, but we think he's due for a medical check-up. The week that was, Pulp Intl. style.
I've been enjoying these outings a lot less since I heard there's a fish called a slippery dick.
No, we didn't make it up, you non-fishers out there. There's a slippery dick. It's native to western Atlantic waters, for example the Carolina coast. This Technicolor lithograph, titled “Swimmin' Hole,” is native to the mid-1950s. The model here enjoying the use of an innertube is unknown to us, as they often are.
Maybe if we were high we'd have bought it.
We ran across this on mercadolibre.com. It's Ian Fleming's Goldfinger from Ediciones Albon, out of Colombia, published in 1964. The vendor was asking 200 for this. Pesos? No—dollars. That's a lot of plata. We'd rather spend the money on actual Colombian gold, so we took a pass. But we love the cover.
She could be Ursula Andress.
Above: one of many covers for H. Rider Haggard's all-time classic She, aka She: A History of Adventure, about the cruel, beautiful, and powerful ruler of a lost world. We chose this one because the art is based on the 1965 movie adaptation starring Ursula Andress, as you can discern at a glance. And if not, we added an Andress shot below from the film for comparison's sake. You wouldn't quite call this paperback edition from London based Hodder & Stoughton a tie-in—the movie came out in 1965 in Britain, whereas the paperback is from 1968. But Andress never goes out of style. You could probably put her on a book cover now and it would sell like potato chips. We're going to screen her version of She in a bit, and report back. We already checked out one of the other dozen versions, 1935's effort starring Helen Gahagan, which you can read about here if you're curious.
The exact opposite of buttoned up tight.
Eve Meyer, who was Eve Turner before marrying filmmaker Russ Meyer, is seen here in a photo made when she was a Playboy centerfold in 1955. A black and white version of the photo was included in that layout. After a few years modeling, Meyer appeared in several films, then produced fifteen movies, including Cherry, Harry & Raquel, Motorpsycho, and Beyond the Valley of the Dolls, all of which are schlock classics. We think this shot of her is classic too.
Pulp Intl. and friends abroad. What's the worst that can happen?
It's intermission time. Yes, we just took a break, but it was unplanned due to our move and its many associated delays. The upcoming intermission has been planned for a while. We're going to stage a triple birthday celebration in Lisbon with some of our favorite globetrotters. The Pulp. Intl. girlfriends are coming too, but are bailing on day four. They say they want us to have boy time, but the truth is four days with this crowd is all they can endure.
Mixed into the days and nights (of sedate museum visits and early bedtimes, we swear, girls) will be serious pulp digging. We have no idea whether Portugal has such items, but we'll only learn the answer by looking. Hopefully we'll make it back home intact by March 16. That's the plan, anyway. But you know what they say about plans. To tide you over until our glorious return, let us direct you to some Pulp Intl. favorites. A small collection of paperback covers by George Gross. Fifteen covers of the pulp magazine Short Stories. Modern pulp art by the amazing Owen Smith. All our issues of the French art deco style magazine Paris Plaisirs. All our issues of the Australian men's adventure magazine Adam. Misty Ayers does her daily lingerie workout then cooks a meal. The paperback cover art of Bill Edwards. A look at historic cinemas from around world. Beautiful covers from the Italian publishers Edizioni MA-GA. All our write-ups on sexploitation queen Laura Gemser. And finally, below you'll find our inexhaustible tabloid index, which used to reside somewhere in 2018, but which we've moved in case anyone wants to check out all the scandal sheets we've written about.
You’ll be amazed at the things you see there.
We’ve made a half-assed alphabetical tabloid index with links below, and it will allow you to see posts without slogging though sixteen years of archive. Some of the entries are just the covers and brief commentary, while others feature detailed rundowns of the contents and multiple scans. All are worth visiting—if we say so ourselves. There are more than 500, which we’re pretty sure makes us the number one site for tabloids on the internet. We are well aware, after receiving many e-mails, that some of you would like us to upload larger scans. We've thought about it, but that would require a major redesign and it's beyond our abilities right now. We'll see what happens. Confidential: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 Hush-Hush: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 It's Happening: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Keyhole Confidential: 1, 2 Limelight: 1 Midnight: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43 National Bulletin: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 National Close-Up: 1, 2, 3 National Enquirer: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38 National Examiner: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 National Informer: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20. 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30 National Informer Weekly Reader: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 National Insider: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 National Mirror: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 National Spotlite: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 National Star Chronicle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23 National Tattler: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Nouvelle et Police Judiciare: 1 Philadelphia Briefs: 1, 2, 3 Police Gazette: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79 Uncensored: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Whisper: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 , 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18
In Japan business is war—complete with innocent bystanders.
This brilliant promo was painted for Hana to hebi: Shiiku-hen, known in English as Flower and Snake 3: Punishment. It starred Minako Ogawa of Dan Oniroku ikenie shimai, aka Sisters To Be Sacrificed, and in fact the same painter must have produced both posters. Have a look. The central figure is almost identical, no? Right down to her hairy armpits. Since there's no official info on who the artist is we'll throw in our two cents. It was bondage painter Kaname Ozuma. He painted at least one other poster for the Flower and Snake series, which you can see here. In the meantime this piece is literally nowhere else to be found in the quality you see here. At least, as far as we can tell.
We watched the film and it's a typically perverse roman porno tale about a powerful businessman married to Minako Ogawa, who he stole from a subordinate who was helpless to prevent it. When he later declines to help a business associate out of a jam that person has Ogawa kidnapped—literally thrown into a giant bag—taken to an isolated house, sexually assaulted, and coercively trained using bondage, a kielbasa, and other esoterica in order to turn her into a performer for live sex shows. That's a hell of a twisted retaliation for being refused financial help, but twisted is what roman porno is all about.
Of technical note is the fact that, though it was illegal to show pubic hair in Japanese movies, the ever clever roman porno filmmakers found a loophole. They have Ogawa's captors, as part of her torment, cut off her pubic hair with scissors. Though it couldn't be shown attached to her body without bringing down the wrath of censors, they got away with showing it falling into bathwater. You gotta give the pervs credit. They were always thinking outside the—er—box. Hana to hebi: Shiiku-hen premiered in Japan today in 1986.
After a long day on the set filming sex and bondage... I'm very happy to spend the evening doing this.
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The headlines that mattered yesteryear.
1961—Bay of Pigs Invasion Is Launched
A group of CIA financed and trained Cuban refugees lands at the Bay of Pigs in southern Cuba with the aim of ousting Fidel Castro. However, the invasion fails badly and the result is embarrassment for U.S. president John F. Kennedy and a major boost in popularity for Fidel Castro, and also has the effect of pushing him toward the Soviet Union for protection. 1943—First LSD Trip Takes Place
Swiss scientist Albert Hofmann, while working at Sandoz Laboratories in Basel, accidentally absorbs lysergic acid diethylamide, better known as LSD, and thus discovers its psychedelic properties. He had first synthesized the substance five years earlier but hadn't been aware of its effects. He goes on to write scores of articles and books about his creation. 1912—The Titanic Sinks
Two and a half hours after striking an iceberg in the North Atlantic Ocean on its maiden voyage, the British passenger liner RMS Titanic sinks, dragging 1,517 people to their deaths. The number of dead amount to more than fifty percent of the passengers, due mainly to the fact the liner was not equipped with enough lifeboats. 1947—Robinson Breaks Color Line
African-American baseball player Jackie Robinson officially breaks Major League Baseball's color line when he debuts for the Brooklyn Dodgers. Several dark skinned men had played professional baseball around the beginning of the twentieth century, but Robinson was the first to overcome the official segregation policy called—ironically, in retrospect—the "gentleman's agreement".
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