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HERCULES AGAINST ROME (1964) - PECS & CHAINS: GLADIATOR MOVIE POSTERS (Part 9/10)

A standard Peplum movie, Ercole contro Roma stars the lovely Wandisa Guida and its superb Italian poster is painted once again by Renato Casaro

Director: Piero Pierotti Actors: Sergio Ciani, Wandisa Guida

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Hercules (1983)

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OH GOD DAMN YOU GOT ME IN LOVE AGAIN

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Born on this day 96 years ago: that wondrous physical specimen, 1950s beefcake Adonis Ed Fury (né Rupert Edmund Holovchik, 6 June 1928 - 24 February 2023). Fury also occasionally acted (his filmography includes Abbott and Costello Go to Mars (1953) and Wild Women of Wongo (1958)). He’s also one of the bevy of semi-nude muscle men who cavort in tiny flesh-coloured shorts with Jane Russell in her “Ain’t There Anyone Here for Love?” musical number in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953). Later, he triumphantly transitioned to Italian “sword and sandal” or “peplum” gladiator films like Colossus and The Amazon Queen (1960) and Ursus (1961). Fury also, of course, posed “undraped” for male pinup photographers like Bruce of LA and Bob Mizer of Athletic Model Guild.

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Cleopatra by Truus, Bob & Jan too! Via Flickr: Vintage Czechoslovakian postcard. PUTF. Still from the American epic Cleopatra (Joseph Mankiewicz, 1963), starring Elizabeth Taylor as the Egyptian queen, here entering Rome with a grandiose style. British-American actress Elizabeth Taylor (1932-2011) began as a child star. As an adult she came to be known for her acting talent and beauty. She had a much publicised private life, including eight marriages and several near death experiences. Taylor was considered one of the great actresses of Hollywood's Golden Age.

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PEPLUM EM CINCO PRODUÇÕES DO GÊNERO DISPONÍVEL NO YOUTUBE E STREAMING

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On November 18, 1959, Ben-Hur premiered in New York City.

Here's a punk patch design inspired by the film's Japanese poster typography!

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In all the retellings of the legend of Semele I had as a kid (I need to check the original texts though, but I'm here referring to how popular culture evoked it), it was insisted that what killed her was to ask to see Zeus "in his full glory, holding all of his attributes - aka, wielding the divine thunder/lightning". And all insisted that it wasn't seeing Zeus that killed her, but the lightning Zeus held/emited/was surrounded with, that burned her to a crisp.

The idea of the mere "true form" of a god killing someone wasn't introduced in my youthful mind until I read Heroes of Olympus and there was the whole thing about Hera's true form being a supernova. And I haven't seen the "true form of a god kills" used in any other Greek mythology text until then, so... Yeah, again, in terms of popular culture and mainstream ideas (again, I am not talking about Antiquity), it is another case of "blame it on Riordan/on the PJO popularity".

... Though to be fair there was one ambiguous case in "The God Beneath the Sea", where Demeter turning Abas into a lizard was connected with her discarding her human disguise and revealing her divine self, as if her mere divine energy and light twisted Abas' body into a new shape - there was a nice play on perspective and dimensions in this segment if I recall well, because Demeter was growing to a super-tall size while Abas was shrinking and it resulted in Abas' point of view getting quite weird.

Everyone: gods can't reveal their real forms in the presence of mortals because it would literally kill them!

Demeter in Homeric Hymn 2: When she had so said, the goddess changed her stature and her looks, thrusting old age away from her: beauty spread round about her and a lovely fragrance was wafted from her sweet-smelling robes, and from the divine body of the goddess a light shone afar, while golden tresses spread down over her shoulders, so that the strong house was filled with brightness as with lightning. And so she went out from the palace.

Apollo in Homeric Hymn 3: Then, like a star at noonday, the lord, far-working Apollo, leaped from the ship: flashes of fire flew from him thick and their brightness reached to heaven. He entered into his shrine between priceless tripods, and there made a flame to flare up bright, showing forth the splendor of his shafts, so that their radiance filled all Crisa, and the wives and well-girded daughters of the Crisaeans raised a cry at that outburst of Phoebus; for he cast great fear upon them all. From his shrine he sprang forth again, swift as a thought, to speed again to the ship, bearing the form of a man, brisk and sturdy, in the prime of his youth, while his broad shoulders were covered with his hair: and he spoke to the Cretans, uttering winged words: ... So speaking, he put courage in their hearts, and the master of the Cretans answered him and said: “Stranger —though you are nothing like mortal men in shape or stature, but are as the deathless gods ...”

Aphrodite in Homeric Hymn 5: But at the time when the herdsmen drive their oxen and hardy sheep back to the fold from the flowery pastures, even then Aphrodite poured soft sleep upon Anchises, but herself put on her rich raiment. And when the bright goddess had fully clothed herself, she stood by the couch, and her head reached to the well-hewn roof-tree; from her cheeks shone unearthly beauty such as belongs to rich-crowned Cytherea. Then she aroused him from sleep and opened her mouth and said: “Up, son of Dardanus! —why sleep you so heavily? —and consider whether I look as I did when first you saw me with your eyes.”

Zeus in Moschos' Europa: And verily Crete appeared, and Zeus took his own shape again, and he loosed her [Europa's] girdle, and the Hours arrayed their bridal bed.

Just saying, it's a very bizarre excuse for why a god would supposedly need to have sex with a mortal in the shape of an animal or their spouse or anyone or anything else, because evidently it is perfectly possible for them to reveal their identity to mortals without killing them, or at least there is no consistent rule stating that they can't.

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HERCULES PRISONER OF EVIL (1964) - PECS AND CHAINS: GLADIATOR MOVIE POSTERS (Part 4/10)

Between 1961 and 1964, British born Reg Park was the main Peplum movie actor appearing in 5 Italian movies. A “revenge” on Steve Reeves (as he was the runner up to the 1950 Mr Universe competition) whom he replaced as the leading actor of the genre including in this 1964 camp fest directed by Antonio Margheriti.

Above is the sexy original German movie poster

Director: Antonio Margheriti Actors: Reg Park, Ettore Manni, Mireille Granelli 

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The Arena (1974)

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a liars guide to a perfect summer 💋

activities

go to art exhibits, retail therapy, study groups, paint ur toes, haunted houses, pottery classes, swimming, escape rooms, beach days, slumber parties, road trips, movie nights, get froyo, ouija boards, spend time in ur local coffee shop, see a psychic, or horse riding

makeup routine

purlisse bb cream, baby lips, too faced mascara, rare beauty blush, apple super lash, lip smuckers, or maybelline bb cream

day jobs

local library, magazine, lifeguard, museum, movie theater, or bakery

attire

bandage dresses, comfort camis, plaid skirts, blazers, colorful pants, ruffled blouses, equestrian pants, sweaters, knee high boots, demin skirts, ties, wedges, peplum tops, & more

hair

colorful highlights, beachwaver iron, brazilian blow outs, balayage hair, camille rose products, and hair perfume

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“Not surprisingly, Mickey played Hercules, well-oiled and wearing what seemed to be a very short skating skirt adorned with leather suspenders. Unlike any other male in the movie, Mickey is tanned and greased and so muscle-bound that he can’t walk with his arms at his sides but looks like some kind of great, jerky mechanical bear. The plot, very sketchily, has Mickey’s first wife murdered. He sets out to seek revenge, meets a black-haired tribal queen and falls in love in nine minutes. The black-haired queen is played by Jayne, wearing a black wig and a padded bra. It was some kind of gravitational miracle that she didn’t fall over with all that frontage on her. At any rate, she and Hercules have to overcome a lot of obstacles to their love, including the murderous impulses of the red-haired Amazon queen who captures Hercules. Jayne plays the Amazon queen in a different wig but the same bra. The movie is dubbed in a variety of accents so that Mickey delivers Shakespearean English, Jayne West Coast American and the others sound indigenous to locales between Los Angeles and London … Jayne’s dual roles were an object lesson in male fantasy. She gets to play the demanding, emasculating woman men fear and the demure, passive woman they want.”

/ From Jayne Mansfield and the American Fifties by Martha Saxton, 1975 /

Released in Italian cinemas 63 years ago today (19 August 1960): “sword-and-sandals” peplum film The Loves of Hercules (aka Hercules vs the Hydra) starring fabulous fame-crazed husband and wife duo Mickey Hargitay and Jayne Mansfield, made in Cinemascope at the height of the “Hollywood on the Tiber” era. In the UK at least, this movie is seemingly impossible to see. Over the years some scratchy, faded versions have surfaced on YouTube – but always dubbed exclusively in Italian! Where oh where is the 4K restoration English language director’s cut Blu-ray?

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These Are the Days Three - Champagne Coast

Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader High School AU

For the summary, warnings, and more please visit here.

Previous Chapter

For the first time in a long time, you’re excited for the weekend. Usually, you’d stay home playing computer games, reading, watching TV or movies, and rocking back and forth while the spray from the shower falls on your head. While you enjoyed doing those things, you finally had something to do. Something that teenagers like you should do.

Ellie’s party was tonight and despite you having an entire closet full of clothes, you still didn’t have anything to wear. You open up Pinterest on your computer and search ‘party outfit ideas’ but everything that was coming up was very outdated. While you appreciated the party scene of the 2010s, you wanted to fit in, and that required a lot more than a turquoise peplum top and a mustache skater skirt. 

You settled on something that you would have worn to a low key party back in California. A black sheer long sleeve, a jean mini skirt, and bug tights clung to your body in a way that you could only describe as ‘tight.’ You looked at yourself in the mirror and for the first time in a long time, you thought that you were beautiful. With a little mascara, concealer, and lip gloss, you were ready to go. 

When you put on the mini skirt, you didn’t consider the fact that you had to bike to Ellie’s house. You looked around your empty neighborhood and sighed with relief. Everyone was inside eating dinner or getting ready for bed so luckily no one was out. 

You mount your bike and curse at the cold breeze that travels through your tights. The thin layer that covered your legs did nothing to protect against the cold Washington air. Thankfully you were smart enough to grab your leather jacket on the way out so you weren’t freezing to death, but living in California for seventeen years did not prepare you for this. 

Ellie’s house was about a twenty-minute bike ride away from yours. The ride had been smooth until you got to an uphill part. You hopped off your bike and walked up the hill, not wanting to exert yourself more than you needed to. Despite the hill messing up your flow, everything was still going fine. That was until you heard a car honk at you. 

The headlights of the truck blinded you. You squint your eyes and put your arm up in a way that would block the harsh light from your eyes. 

Owen pulled up next to you. “Need a ride?” he asked, a toothpick dangling from his lips. 

You’d rather ride your bike downhill into oncoming traffic than get in a car with him. You don’t know how Abby does it. 

“No thanks,” you said as you mounted your bike once again and peddled faster than your life depended on it. 

Owen sped off. You prayed that a police officer was hiding around the corner, ready to prosecute anyone who was speeding at this time of night, but maybe the higher power in the sky was done answering your prayers. As you pulled into Ellie’s driveway, you saw his car parked haphazardly on the street. You leaned your bike against her garage and walked to the front door. 

You would have knocked but you doubt that anyone would hear you over the music. You turn the knob and you’re greeted by the smell of alcohol, sweat, and weed. People are dancing, drinking with their friends, and gossiping in a circle. You make your way through the house, looking for any familiar faces but every corner you turn you’re met with a wall or people who don’t know who you are. 

That is until you see Dina and Jesse sitting on the couch accompanied by someone you haven’t met before. He looks to be around your age, maybe a little bit older. He has mid-length hair pulled up into a man bun and an untidy beard. Your friends from California would have thought that he was cute.  

Dina sees you and waves at you to join them. You walk over to them, stepping over a few stray red solo cups and sit on the armrest of the couch. Your shoulders drop and you smile softly. You can finally let your guard down now that you’re around some familiar faces. 

“You look amazing. You need to tell me where you get your clothes from!” Dina gushes over your outfit while you try not to let the compliment get to your head. 

It took you a while to get comfortable in your body. You would always compare yourself to your friends. They were the girls with the perfect beach bodies. You would wear whatever they wore and eat whatever they ate, but your body never looked like theirs. You hated yourself for existing in the body that you were born with, but one day something clicked within you and you finally started to appreciate all the things your body does for you. Once you were comfortable in the body that the Universe gave you, you were able to express yourself in the way that you wanted. 

The man sitting next to Jesse clears his throat and Jesse's eyes light up, almost as if he remembered something that he had forgotten.

“Oh, right. This is Manny.” Jesse points to the guy next to him who outstretched his hand to shake yours. His hands are a bit rough and calloused which means that he must work with them a lot. 

You introduce yourself to Manny and smile politely at him. There’s something about him that makes your heart melt. Maybe it’s his smile or the way that his hands feel in yours. 

“Manny’s the Captain of the wrestling team and the president of the ceramic club,” Dina comments.

“Oh? How come I’ve never seen you around school then?”

Jesse snorts, “Well, he’s either making out with his girlfriend, making bowls in the ceramics classroom, or smoking in his car. Either way, he’s never in class.�� 

Manny hits Jesse on the back of the neck. “Hey, Nora’s not my girlfriend anymore and I do go to class.”

“Yeah, barely.”

Ellie waltzes over with a blunt and takes her place on Dina’s lap. She takes a hit, inhales it, and exhales in Dina’s face. This exchange makes Jesse gag. 

“Get a room!” he jokes.

Ellie scoffs, “It’s my house!”

“Break it up, you two.” Dina laughs and takes the blunt from Ellie. 

As they get into their own conversation on the couch, you get up and make your way to the kitchen. You aren’t much of a drinker but since you’re here you might as well live a little. You nearly jump for joy when you see the red bottle of grenadine on the table as well as some Sprite. No one can ever go wrong with a Dirty Shirley. 

As you pour everything into a cup, you sense someone’s presence behind you. Maybe it’s just some random kid who had the same idea as you, but once that dirty smell hits your nose, you crinkle your nose. 

“I didn’t know you drank. I thought you were a good girl” 

Your eyes widen and your mouth drops. You never want to be called a good girl, especially from Owen. You don’t want to turn around but you have to. God only knows what he’s doing behind you. 

You turn and walk backward, staring at him like he’s Ghostface and you're one of his unlucky victims. Your back hits the edge of the counter and your drink spills a little on the floor. He’s got you caged now, there’s no way you can escape without him catching you. You look at everyone dancing and chatting. Oh, how you wish you could have been one of those carefree people just letting loose on the dance floor. But no. You just had to get a drink. 

“You know, Abby doesn’t need to know what happens between us. I know you two are friends and all but-” he doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as you spill your drink all over the front of his shirt. 

You don’t know what gave you the courage to do that but the fact that he was so willing to cheat on Abby, one of the nicest people you’ve met at Lakeview just irks you. You could never betray Abby like that. 

Owen looks down at his shirt which gives you the perfect chance to escape. 

“This was from J.Crew you bitch!” You hear him say as you push through the people in the crowd. You say ‘excuse me’ and ‘sorry’ as you move through them. Some of them give you dirty looks as you pass by but that's a problem for later, right now, you need to get somewhere quiet and secluded. 

You run up the stairs and into the first room you see. You slam the door behind you and slide down it, your chest heaving as you try and catch your breath. You pull your knees up to your chest and rest your head on them.

“Ellie doesn’t want people-” Abby says before she turns around. When she sees that it’s you, she kneels in front of you and asks “Are you okay?”

You haven’t seen Abby since Mr. Miller suggested that you tutor her. You wanted to ask her what was wrong but you never got the chance to. She seemed too delicate to answer questions at that moment.

You look up at her and nod, “Yeah, I’m okay. I just needed a break.” 

Abby sits next to you. “I get it. Sometimes these parties get a little too much for me so I come up here. It’s their guest room so Ellie doesn’t really care but upstairs is still off-limits to randos.” 

“Abby, what was that in the hallway the other day?”

Her smile dissolves into regret as she looks at you. The events of that day replayed in her head. “I’m sorry about that. I guess I was just upset that I was finally bad at something.” 

“Hey, maybe you can tutor me. I need math help and you’re in AP Calc so I’m pretty sure you’re a math wizard. If you do that then we’re even.” 

“You, little lady, have yourself a deal.” 

You shake hands, sealing the deal.

Next Chapter

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guide to: yours truly aesthetic ♡

clothes

floral skirts

cardigans

shorts

cami tops

peplum tops

skater skirts

skater dresses

leggings

skinny jeans

tights

knee-high socks

ballet flats

hair

forever obsessed with ariana’s hair during this era 🧁🎀

bows

headbands

half-up half down

small and colorful hairclips

personality & habits

sweet, kind and cute!! always show compassion and kindness to everyone, you never know what they’re going through and the world needs more kind hearts 💗

here are some habits and activities to show love to yourself and manifest your dream life 💌

journal to practice gratitude

make moodboards on pinterest

go shopping 🛍️

wear a face mask

have a sleepover with your best friends

have a disney movie night

bake cupcakes, cookies or any other sweet treats 🍬

have a fashion show in your room

workout

watch a show: gossip girl, pretty little liars, scream queens, the vampire diaries

watch a movie: mean girls, marie antoinette, clueless, 13 going on 30, bring it on, black swan, jennifer’s body

watch victoria’s secret fashion shows

watch niki and gabi, freddy my love, fancyvlogsbygab

listen to nostalgic 2010s songs (a playlist for you!)

go and live out the yours truly, rosyblog, 2013 dream ☁️💞 love you angels!!