Once upon a movie screen, semiliterate blondes could make U.S. men oooo, whistle, and squirm. Childlike smiles and bulging blouses suggested an irresistible, infantile heaven. But those were only growth pains. Now that the country has matured into world leadership, American men go to the movies to see not girls but women. This has even become the epoch of the opulent jade, all the Melina Mercouris and Jeanne Moreaus, whose frank stares suggest a fully ripened hell and provoke an uncontrollable urge to total ruin.
Austria's Romy Schneider wants to be a jade...
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