Like all world leaders, Justin Trudeau has his fair share of critics, but compared to his counter part south of the border, especially when it comes to social and cultural issues, Trudeau really is a ray progressive light. From the diversity and 50% gender ratio in his cabinet to hitting and walking in as many gay pride parades as he can fit into his schedule. Just yesterday, Trudeau gave an official apology to LGBTQ2 Canadians for the 'government’s role in “the systemic oppression, criminalization, and violence against the lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, and two-spirit communities.'
Although I agree Trudeau deserve celebrating, I am not sure how I feel about his 2018 calendar, My Canadian Boyfriend. I suppose it would make a cute joke gift, especially for a aunt or co-worker, but I fear a trend of political figure calendars. I run to press mute every time I hear a certain buffoon speaking on television, I certainly don't want to see most of today's crop political heads on my wall. Unless of course, it comes with darts...
On my journey in search of male skin from lesser known films from the 70's, 80's and 90's, I came upon 1982's Pink Motel. The movie poster looked promising, and male nudity was included in a couple of movie reviews and descriptions I read. I should have paid closer attention to the cast list, as Phyllis Diller was one of the stars, which should give you a bit of an indication of the degree of sexual content.
Despite the trailer's promise of 'sexy', the movie played like a slightly raunchier version of your typical Love Boat episode. Several different couples check into the Pink Motel, looking for a little fun and adventure. The movie flips between three or four different stories, none of which were particularly compelling. Although there are a lot shirtless scenes, and an array of 80's style underwear, there wan't a whole lot of nudity.
The one exception was actor John Macchia, whose leopard skin wearing bod, and beefy buns get some brief exposure. Macchia's character 'Skip' attempts to register for a night at the motel with his buddy and their girlfriends. Although they want two rooms, there is just one left with two single beds. After some discussion, they decide to take the room, and hang a sheet up to give each of the couples a little privacy.
Things don't go exactly as planned however, and neither Skip or his buddy end up with much sexual satisfaction. A brief google of Macchia didn't come up with much. In addition to this movie, Macchia's acting resume was scarce, and with the exception of a few movies and TV guest shots in the 80's, he seems to have stopped acting.
Finding out anything about him today was difficult as there are two other actors with the same name, one of whom, was featured in 60's Beach Blanket movies and continued to come up when I attempted to search. If I find out anything further I will be sure to share but for now, enjoy the beefy buns, and brief scene from 1982's Pink Motel.
'If you see a suspicious package or activity on the platform or train, do not keep it to yourself. Tell a Police Officer or an MTA employee.'
I am not sure Nick and John's packages would be considered suspicious... but I am positive that anyone who got a glimpse or a gander, would be busting to share, and would have a hard time keeping it to themselves.
I know many of you remember Nick from his appearances on FH. New York photographer and aficionado Richard Rothstein captured Nick running, jumping and swinging along the Hudson this past August. (Nick's Riverside Run | Swing along the Hudson) I could tell from the post counts that I was not the only one enamored with Richard's work with Nick.
Following the athletic and energetic model around Manhattan must have been an exhausting task, as Nick was always on the move. Thankfully Richard mustered the stamina to head out one more time before the snow hit, and the cold temperatures would push shooting inside. As you can see from this series, Nick wasn't the only model for Richard to focus on during this shoot, as Nick brought along his friend John for a late night ride on the subway.
The New York subway is as much a symbol of the big apple as any building or location in the city. The tunnels and trains are full of lore, and hold countless stories, fables and mysteries of the undwerworld below. Like the natural lit world above, people move at dizzying speeds, heading down in one area of the city, only to pop up in another completely different location. In many ways the cars below capture a more accurate visual than those traveling above.
Every single day, you know hundreds of New Yorkers share subway stories with their family or friends at restaurants, bars, and at home over the dinner. I would love to hear some of the comments by those watching Richard shoot Nick and John on the subway or the platform at 42 St and Grand Central.
Even with their clothes on, Nick and John would turn heads. Although they started their ride with their white t's on, and jeans up and buckled, it wasn't long into their ride, the shirts came off and their jeans lowered. I didn't ask Richard if they had any passengers follow them out and up at their subway stop, but with a photographer and his camera accompanying the dynamic duo, I am sure some were curious where (and what) they were headed to next.
If any of their co-passengers in the subway car were wondering what Nick and John were up to after they ascended from the underworld to the city streets above, they need only to follow the the rest Richard's visual journey for the revealing conclusion of the subway story below.