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Cinematical Seven: Olympic Movies You've Never Seen

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When the 1932 Olympics hit LA, it began a long history of synergy between the games and the movie business. That synergy led to Zhang Yimou, China's answer to William Wyler, who gave the recent opening ceremony all due pageantry. Over the years, the Olympics contributed to the movies, foaling movie stars by the ton. The games were a casting call whenever one needed someone as chunky as a wrestler or as slender as a swimmer, or Tarzan, who I guess is a combo of swimmer and wrestler. My favorite will always be Harold "Oddjob" Sakata, silver medalist in the light-heavyweight weight-lifting competition at the 1948 Olympiad. Defamer.com has the more tragic roster of Olympians who pursued cinematic careers like those of Mitch Gaylord and Bruce Jenner. The games have foaled classic documentaries, too, the most well known example is Leni Riefenstahl's 1938 Olympia. Yet there have been these lesser known pictures about this world-wide fest:

Vintage Image of the Day: The Girl Can't Help It

Filed under: Comedy », Music & Musicals », Home Entertainment », Vintage Image of the Day »


DVD Times announced on Wednesday that Fox will release The Jayne Mansfield Collection, a three-movie DVD boxed set, on August 8. This is the first American DVD release for all three films: The Girl Can't Help It, Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter?, and The Sheriff of Fractured Jaw, all from Jayne Mansfield's early film years (1956-58).

Of the three films, I have seen only The Girl Can't Help It, which stars Mansfield and Tom Ewell. The 1956 comedy is slight and unremarkable except for two things. One is the number of talented rock musicians appearing in the film, including Fats Domino, The Platters, Gene Vincent, and Eddie Cochran. The other is the above iconic image. As Mansfield walks to Ewell's apartment, milk bottles pop open, foam, and overflow, all backed by the sound of Little Richard performing the title song. She kindly brings Ewell his bottles from the milkman, carrying them in that unforgettable, unsubtle way. Nothing like Production Code-era sexual symbolism, is there?
 
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