Don’t you forget about John Hughes

Others may feel differently, but this was the most shocking thing I ever saw in a movie aimed at my then demographic: Molly Ringwald’s stunt crotch from 1985’s “The Breakfast Club.” (The second most arresting cinematic moment came a year later when Isabella Rosselini said “Hit me, Jeffrey.”) Iconic 80’s director John Hughes died of…

Richard de Montfort’s Last Sitting

Richard de Montfort, who died earlier this month, directed Scarlett Fay as Lindsay Lohan impersonating Marilyn Monroe in a recreation of Monroe’s 1962 “Last Sitting” pictorial. Of course de Montfort had Fay fuck her photographer afterward in “Hustler’s Untrue Hollywood Story: Lindsay Lohan,” which may or may not have also happened with Monroe and Vogue…

No one ever built the roads after a Dirty Sanchez

“Angela’s Ashes” author Frank McCourt, who died last week at 78, introduced me to a term far more hopeful than a Dirty Sanchez, Cleveland Steamer, or Blumpkin: The Knee-Trembler. It involves fucking your partner up against the wall, preferably at a bar, with the pressure on the spinal column enough to cause the legs to…