Friday, April 8, 2011

CINEMA - Elizabeth Taylor, the "sublime bitch"

Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch. A great, great bitch. A pure bitch, a real one. Hieratic a bitch. The czarina of the sluts. These senseless bitches who are named Joan of Arc. Or Simone de Beauvoir. Or Jane Fonda. Or Aung San Suu Kyi. Or Catherine Deneuve. Or Simone Veil. These sublime sluts who are willing to go to war against injustice, against an evil, against a diktat oppression.

Cons stupid laws and stupid men. Against the ugly. By dint of scandals. A very favorites. By dint of breath. Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch. Beautiful beyond all dreams porn. Richard Burton knew. Everyone knew. Those eyes! His eyes. But they do not: when she smiles a bit, turning up the lips a little feline lot, ready for blood, ready for carnage, the heart die.

A little. Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch: one or two exceptions, she played as a pitcher. Except that it was for the cameras like never bandaged. Even Katharine Hepburn, the Marie Curie actresses, was not the weight. Suddenly Last Summer (Suddenly, last summer): fall in love. A life. Tragically.

The watch, crazy icon queers, the beautiful and brittle Montgomery Clift in one arm, the macho queer Rock Hudson to another and flipping Jimmy Dean on his diamond-studded breasts, the Virginia Woolf-Taylor tramples one to one discrimination, gibes, jeers, small and round up the daily fascism, "queenesque" clinging to his Sharon Stone as others in their walkers, all the women and those who preferred bavasser rather than acting.

Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch. Her little snub nose is a feature in itself. His indolence - its dangerous indolence: her film and her life are Siamese. At seventeen: she explained that she did not see how she could concentrate on his studies while Robert, the husband's first name, did not stop thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch. A Constitution, a nation-state, a temple. A Libyan, an Egyptian, a Yemeni, a Syrian, an American, a Japanese, an Amazon (ienn) e, a Terran. Yet this is she goes away. Now his heart, him again, his heart softly, fool, while blue, coward. Richard and Michael are happy.

Monty, Jimmy, Rock and others as well. Either. But Elizabeth Taylor is a bitch. They drink gin, she and Greta Garbo. Come back. Quickly. Here now is the desert: there is more of a slut. Habibi ["My Love" in Arabic].

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