just took the plunge from the cliff on Fun In Acapulco to get over his trapeze incident from years before (a trapeze theme going now. WTF?) Elvis movies are great because they remind us boomers there was cool before the Beatles, because the Technicolor is so frigging great, and because, although all the plots suck, because they're the same plot, you get to see those jet-set freeze-frames of the sixties, like Acapulco in '63, Hawai'i in '61 (Blue Hawaii), '62 (Girls! Girls! Girls!) and '66 (Paradise, Hawaiian Style), Vegas in '64, and, uh, prison in '57.
The bummer? In the short span from 1956 to 1973 Elvis went from the hottest hunk on the planet to a bloated, sweat-soaked maggot. Life sucks like that sometimes.
My mama thought Elvis was sexy until the day he died. Hell, she probably thought Elvis was the sexiest CORPSE ever.
Posted by: Acidman at July 12, 2003 8:56 AMI HATE THAT BASTARD! HE'S UGLY!
AND HIS DAUGHTER MARRIED MICHEL JACKSON!
HE'S PHYCO!