To state the obvious, yesterday was the last day of the month — the 28th! And this event, a month ending on the 28th, is the norm for February for three out of every four years. Somehow that 29th day, in the year when it happened, came to be called Leap Year. Anyone know why?
We are going to sneak in a few days early because Sunday the 4th is the NFL’s Super Bowl. It is entirely conceivable that you will not be bringing your full attention to my column on that day, and why should you? I’ll be watching the game myself.
Our video reviews generally are from spots all over the globe. But sometimes the best trip is the one you don’t take. Staying home can be as thrilling as anything you could imagine. You betcha!
Alfred Hitchcock, the famed suspense movie director, had far beyond the minimum levels of imagination. Many of his dreams became motion pictures, and many of those have been loved by multiple generations of film-goers worldwide. Plenty of you are familiar with his works. Your grandparents may have seen his films in theaters when they were dating 50 years ago. Or maybe you caught some of them on TV.
Speaking of pushing the envelope - there seems to be a definite trend towards showing more skin than ever. Only a year or so ago, there were very few gravure models willing to take a chance. In most minds, a bikini idol was a pretty girl with a good to great body who could successfully model bikinis, had a decent smile, and would look attractive enough to get hardworking salarymen to buy their DVDs and their photobooks. It was all in good fun, almost wholesome, and definitely not the kind of videos that needed to be hidden in a shoebox kept under your bed. In other cultures, it was akin to reading Playboy Magazine.
But somewhere in time, the suits that have the corner offices in Takeshobo, Livedoor, Girls Record, Bunkasha, and other assorted production houses, hunkered down with the bean counters, the accountants to discuss declining revenues. The competition from the JAV industry was eating away at profits. So the word came down - the catch phrase wasn’t show us the money; instead it was “Show us your tits!”. And so, nowadays - the cleavages are deeper, the bikini tops are smaller, or in some cases, the models aren’t even wearing tops in the usual sense of the word.
