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Does anyone else think Dana Brooke looks like a buff Maryse….yes? No? Maybe

Elizabeth Taylor hated making the 1960 film BUtterfield 8(subject of my new Grand Old Movies post), and her Oscar for her role was said to be a sympathy vote (she had, before the ceremonies, nearly died from an attack of pneumonia). However, I think her performance in the film is fabulous. She’s far looser here than in her earlier movies, more instinctual, coarse, gritty, and tough. Those qualities fit her character, a high-priced call girl who services wealthy men at night, then helps herself to their wives’ mink coats in the morning. Taylor illustrates my point most particularly in her opening scene, a 10-minute silent, solo sequence in which Taylor, without the benefit of dialogue, back story, or other actors, inhabits the screen and creates this whole, entire woman before our eyes. This sequence alone, IMHO, puts Taylor way up in the pantheon of screen Divas, one of a select group whose mere onscreen presence promises pleasures unknown. Please click here to read my post. Fur coats aplenty.