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Pro Wrestling Illustrated: October 1993

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By Chris Bernucca

HIT THE ROAD, JACK. You have to wonder how someone with as little common sense as Jack Tunney has ascended to the position of WWF president. The man doesn’t have a clue.

There he was again at the “King Of The Ring” pay-per-view event, congratulating Yokozuna for winning the WWF World title, handing out hosannas as if he were an ordained minister, looking entirely the part of the sport’s biggest jackass. You almost expected him to mug for the camera and say, “Hi, Mom!”

I don’t have a problem with Tunney congratulating the winner of the federation’s most coveted prize. That occurs in all sports, usually in a champagne-soaked locker room. I don’t have a problem with him praising Yokozuna for winning the title. Either. As far as I'm concerned, everyday without Hulk Hogan wearing the championship belt is a good one.

But Tunney has become the federation’s poltergeist. He continues to mystify both WWF wrestlers and fans with his occasional sightings and frequent disappearances. And by offering his hand to the new WWF World champion, he was condoning the rulebreaking tactics employed by Yokozuna and his ever-growing entourage.

Apparently, the newest member of Yokozuna’s flock, which already includes manager Mr. Fuji and a pair of rotating geisha girls, is a Japanese shutterbug who takes hotter pictures than the photographers at Playboy. Fuji had climbed upon the ring apron to torment Hogan, and the photographer also scaled the apron, presumably to get a closeup of the confrontation between the men. Instead the photographer turned to Hogan and shot him with a fireball from his camera. The ”Hulkster” became easy prey for Yokozuna, losing by pinfall.

[The WrestleMania IX match that saw Bret Hart lose his belt to Yokozuna, who lost it to Hulk Hogan minutes later, is a tribute to Tunney’s ineptitude.]

Hogan suffered temporary blindness, which is slightly different than Tunney’s powers of vision. The WWF president has what I like to call “selective blindness,” seeing only what he chooses to see. This is not a unique quality. Most New York City police officers have it.

I don’t know if Tunney has been afflicted with selective blindness for his entire life. I do know that he has suffered from it for at least the past two years. Which covers my tenure as a wrestling journalist. Late in 1991, Tunney held up the WWF World title following two championship matches between Hogan and The Undertaker. In the first one, Ric Flair was guilty of blatant interference, helping Undertaker win the belt. The outcome screamed for an overturning, But Tunney was quiet as a Kansas Sunday morning.

Instead, he positioned himself at ringside for the rematch one week later, and got knocked unconscious for his trouble. This time, the interference came from Paul Bearer, Undertaker’s manager, and it backfired, with Hogan scoring the pin. Tunney, who saw none of this because he was out cold, held up the belt anyway, putting it up for grabs at the Royal Rumble.

The unpopularity of Tunney’s ruling forced him to slink into hiding. He was not present at the Royal Rumble, or WrestleMania VIII, or SummerSlam ‘92. The joke going around the office was that he’d moved into a cabin in the Northwest Territories of Canada with NHL President John Zeigler, another organization head who had a penchant for vanishing when needed most.

Tunney finally resurfaced near the end of 1992, which should have served as a warning to all concerned. Apparently, things had been running too smoothly and The Great Vacillator had returned to screw them up.

In March, Yokozuna and WWF World champion Bret Hart used national TV to glorify what was a non-story–the official signing of their title match at WrestleMania IX. Tunney was present, apparently to lend credence to the event and re-establishing himself as head honcho in the eyes of wrestlers and fans.

[WWF President Jack Tunney doesn’t have a clue as to how to execute the duties of his office, says Chris Bernucca.]

But hadn’t the WWF already declared that the winner of the Royal Rumble-Yokozuna-would receive an automatic shot at the title? Hadn’t Tunney been involved in that ruling? Hadn't everyone not residing in an igloo known that Yokozuna and Hart would be combatants at WrestleMania? What was Tunney trying to prove?

The signing did not come off as smoothly as Tunney had planned. Right before his eyes, Yokozuna attacked Hart and severely injured him. This was akin to Lennox Lewis walking into Riddick Bowe’s training camp and hitting him with a baseball bat. Plain as day, Tunney had seen Yokozuna’s attack, had seen Hart struggle to his feet and limp out of the ring. Had seen grounds to disqualify the sumo star. And he did nothing. Perhaps he was knocked unconscious again.

WrestleMania IX became Tunney’s shrine of ineptitude. Hart had Yokozuna beaten when Fuji tossed salt in his eyes. Yokozuna pinned Hart and Hogan intervened. Fuji challenged Hogan, who pinned Yokozuna in an impromptu match in which the bell never rang. It was an embarrassing moment for the WWF that could have been eradicated and rectified with one steadfast ruling from the federation president.

But Tunney was nowhere to be found. Perhaps he was at his cabin in the Northwest Territories, chopping wood for the long, cold winter ahead. After viewing videotape one day later, The Great Vacillator ruled that whirlwind events of WrestleMania would stand and Hogan would remain champion.

There Are many who believe that Tunney had always been in Hogan’s corner. The events at the “King Of The Ring” card obviously indicate that he works in a round room, pacing 180 degrees every time he feels the need to make a decision. In a position which requires backbone, substance, and conviction, he is a hologram, superimposing his hollow rulings upon a federation badly in need of direction from its most powerful executive.

I can’t think of a president who has been more inept. Can you?

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Tonight’s double feature 🧙‍♀️✨

#blog #non sims #films i like #the witches of eastwick #1987 #the craft #1996 #cher #michelle pfeiffer #susan sarandon #jack nicholson #fairuza balk #neve campbell #robin tunney #rachel true #double feature night #excited for later <3

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📽️ Encino Man (1992)

Of course, after watching Son in Law, I had to watch Encino Man. Honestly, though, it was a hard watch. Pauly Shore was hilarious in his normal stupid way, but other than that the movie wasn’t super great. Most of it aside from Pauly Shore wasn’t very funny, and I just wasn’t a huge fan. This movie did, however, expand my vocabulary. I don’t know if they were words from the 90s or just words Pauly Shore made up, but there were definitely some new ones to me. Also, I enjoyed seeing young Sean Astin; I didn’t know he was in this when I chose it. Brendan Fraser’s part was okay, but I thought it was a little overdone at some points. Overall, this movie wasn’t horrible, but it’s not going to be on my favorites list either.

Sex/nudity: 3/10 (kissing, some sexual references, several very clear references and gestures to female breasts)

Language: 2/10 (not horrible in this department, some cursing, a lot of slang that didn’t make a whole lot of sense)

Violence: 2/10 (a couple fights with some blood shown)

Overall rating: 5/10

#review #movie #movie review #encino man #slapstick #comedy #sean astin #brendan fraser #pauly shore #megan ward #robin tunney #ke huy quan #mariette hartley #rose mcgowan #jack noseworthy #erick avari

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#max baer #joe louis #joe frazier #ezzard charles #jersey joe walcott #sonny liston #floyd patterson #larry holmes #jack dempsey #icons #boxing #sports #icon #heroes #hero #gene tunney

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1926 The first Jack Dempsey versus Gene Tunney bout was fought in front of 120,557 fans! It was the largest, live, paid attendance ever for a boxing match. From The Jazz Age Vehicle Archive, FB.

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So my sister and I undertook to have a three-month long James Spader movie marathon, where we watched 1-2 spader films each week. It's like imagine white boy summer but there's just the one white boy and it's James Spader.

Some of these were first- watches for me, so I decided to do reviews for all of them and rate them on a scale of 1-5 spades-- that's judging them as James Spader movies, not necessarily as films in and of themselves--and answer, for each film, the most important question: "Is James Spader Naked in the film?"

Of course we didn't hit all the possible films in his IMDB list, but there's always next year.

Something else to take note of, I don't know why anyone interested in a James Spader post wouldn't know this but he's really got a limited number of genres: low budget sci-fi, weird teen movies, and erotica. the erotica part is gonna be discussed a lot here.

The Shadow of Fear (2004)

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Is James Spader Naked?: No

James Spader steps into his customary antagonist role as a blackmail mastermind in this 2004 TV movie starring Matthew Davis and Robin Tunney.

I don't really have much more to say about it, but it's not a terrible way to kill two hours and get a little Spader fix.

Alien Hunter (2003)

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Is James Spader Naked?: Unfortunately, it's set in the antarctic, so no, James Spader is never naked, but oh well.

What an interesting watch this was! James Spader plays a womanizing linguistic's expert specializing in the auditory side of language, who is engaged by an Antarctic expedition to examine a possibly alien object uncovered in the frozen waste.

This an American-Bulgarian production and as low-budget sci-fi goes, it's really quite... well I won't say good, but it's got integrity and I like that. It doesn't go where you think it's going to, and when it was over I wanted to know more and I think that speaks in it's favour.

Secretary (2002)

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Is James Spader Naked?: It takes until the end of the movie but yes, of course he is.

What do I even need to say about this film? This movie is legendary.

Lee, a troubled young woman with an ongoing struggle with self-harm gets out of rehab and endeavors to become a productive member of society by applying for a job as a secretary. Her new employer, E. Edward Grey, attorney at law, is enigmatic, obsessive compulsive and very particular. However, when he discovers Lee's compulsion to self-harm he offers her alternative, safer methods of coping with her unhappy home-life through BDSM.

Though many BDSM practitioners are, understandably, a bit tired of the trope this film perpetuates of BDSM exclusively as therapy for broken people; and the unsolicited instigation of the relationship in the film definitely warrants a "Don't try this at home" warning, it is, in all other respects, generally regarded as the most authentic portrayal of the essence of BDSM in regards to the characters' emotions and relationship to each other. It portrays BDSM as mutual devotion, as it should, and the last five minutes really pack a punch by including a very important aspect of the lifestyle that often goes underrepresented in films with a BDSM focus: aftercare.

According to Maggie Gyllenhaal, during the filming of Secretary she and Spader developed a bdsm-esque ritual in which he would send a PA to fetch her from her dressing room, and bring her to the door of his (which was literally two feet away). She would then knock on his door, he would invite her inside and offer her a chocolate.

And I think that's all I need to say because this rapport comes through on screen, and I'm not certain this movie isn't the closest James Spader has ever come to playing...himself.

Supernova (2000)

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Is James Spader Naked?: Yes. Quite.

I'm only being honest when I say that this is a mediocre sci-fi film, but it has a shockingly fun cast and it labored in production hell until it was so altered by the production studio, the director completely orphaned the project and refused to have his name attached to it.

But what we do get is a true James Spader film through and through. He's brunette here, which is ODD, but he's also possibly the most jacked he's ever been (which isn't a lot, but it is noticeable in a very nice way) and what's better is there's a primal sexual undercurrent that saturates the film in a surprisingly satisfying way and culminates in James Spader and Angela Basset climbing naked into a pod and swapping genes very literally.

Crash (1996)

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Is James Spader Naked? Oh, yes.

I couldn't watch this one with anyone--I had to see it alone, and I'm glad I did.

This is perhaps the most infamous entry in James Spader's filmography, but it's fairly on brand for him. There's a lot of sex scenes, in three of which he's nude.

Spader plays James Ballard, a film producer in an open and frankly unmotivated marriage. Both James and his wife Catherine find the need to pursue risky sexual liasons just to have sex with each other. After experiencing a traumatic car crash James launches himself and his wife headfirst into a world they were already dipping their toes into, and they get involved with a cult that fetishizes the violence of car crashes.

That this is a classic James Spader film is not a matter of dispute. It is, however, different from the two other of his most famous movies that deal with sex as a focal point of the story--Sex, Lies, and Videotape and Secretary. In both of these films, sex is catharsis and it is through the characters' exploration of their own sexuality and sense of intimacy that they come out on the other side of the tunnels they find themselves in.

Not so in Crash. Here, sex is a byproduct of an obsession with far more dangerous and destructive impulses. These characters don't come out on the other side of a tunnel, they fall straight down a mine shaft and never come back.

As a Cronenberg film this is great (granted this is the first Cronenberg film I've ever watched, but). It's well executed and it knows what it is and what it wants to convey.

For my own satisfaction as a James Spader movie, though, I find it to be middling. The nudity is great, but, since James Spader plays, essentially, the narrator, he's kind of playing second fiddle for much of the film. He's not much of a focal point in my opinion and it loses me a bit in the middle for that very reason. Now, the fact that Sex, Lies and Videotape and Secretary are two of my top three James Spader films may be telling when I say that Crash really just isn't my speed. I absolutely recommend watching it at least once if you think you can hang with it, because it is worth it: it's simply not a story I feel the need to revisit.

Wolf (1994)

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Is James Spader Naked?: No, but there is a very short silk robe.

I suppose in the strictest technical terms this is actually a Jack Nicholson movie. Which is a shame because if the main character was played by LITERALLY anyone but Jack Nicholson it would probably be one of my favorite movies of all time.

Alas, we're not here to review Wolf as a Film, but as a James Spader movie. In that context it lands in the middle. His role as the antagonist is really just a side-character. He doesn't really become important until the last half hour of the film, but boy do they pull out the stops.

Once again, he's never nude in the film which is a detractor. He does, however, turn into an aggressively, grossly sexual wolfman and it is deeply uncomfortable but also great to watch. And the yellow contacts are just amazing.

Stargate (1994)

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Is James Spader Naked: Solid no, but the lesbian energy more than makes up for it.

James Spader stars as Dr. Daniel Jackson, a young Egyptologist and linguist whose eccentric theories strain the credulity of the conventional archeological community. They do, however, get him recruited by a military project which focuses on a singular technological find discovered on an archeological dig: the Stargate. Daniel helps to unlock the secrets of the portal which transports him and a group of soldiers to a desert planet with a human population who are enslaved by an alien race who inspired the Egyptian gods. He also picks up a wife along the way.

A classic. I feel like James Spader said "you know what I'm going to take a break from the weird sex stuff... just briefly". Never has he played a more wholesome character, never has his hair been so floppy.

Dream Lover (1993)

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Is James Spader Naked?: Very much so. He's VERY naked in this film which is what earns it the fourth spade. Very. Naked. It might be the most naked he's ever been.

As an erotic thriller, this is a slight disappointment. Really. Never have there been two sexier people in an erotic psychological drama that had zero chemistry with each other than James Spader and Madchen Amick. But oh, my, he's so pretty in this one, and that really does make it worth watching.

As an aside, I have this bee in my bonnet about how if the Twilight Saga films had been made in the 80's, James Spader would have played Jasper. Now this is of course in the 90's, but James Spader's particular shade of Honey blonde hair in this movie only reinforces my feelings on this. His acting in the last five minutes plays out, to me, like an AU where Jasper killed Maria before he left.

True Colors (1991)

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Is James Spader Naked?: Not quite, but almost!

This is a political drama and a fairly sedate turn in Spader's repertoire. And if it wasn't for Spader I don't know that I could recommend it unless you really wanna spend an hour-forty-two staring at John Cusack's wide-set, beady eyes and disconcertingly small mouth.

But as an entry in James Spader's filmography it is extremely valuable to me. He's not naked (close--there's a bathrobe) but as usual there's something in his character and performance to make up for the lack. In this case, it's his long, hard, incredulous staring and expressions of absolute disgust as his best friend continuously tries to defend his own cataclysmicly stupid (and criminal) decision making. Because it turns out that the only thing sexier than James Spader being a total weirdo creep is James Spader being a righteous man, full of righteous fury. By hell, it's attractive on him. Which makes it even more mystifyingly incomprehensible that Imogen Stubbs' character (what is she even doing here?) has the harebrained audacity to dump him for John Cusack in this film. Hello? You have JAMES SPADER IN YOUR BED, GIRL. HE'S A GOOD, HONEST, UNBEARABLY ATTRACTIVE MAN WITH INTEGRITY AND HE DRINKS. SCOTCH. NEAT! Get your head out of your ass.

As another aside, I mentioned in the previous review that James Spader is Jasper Hale in my head, but while that's true, I think this movie, with Tim Garrity's strong sense of justice and ethics, makes a forceful argument for James Spader as Carlisle. I would have taken either and been happy though.

White Palace (1990)

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Is James Spader Naked?: before the opening credits are even finished. And then again (fully nude) half an hour in. There's also one scene that shows his thighs to great advantage.

If I could do half Spades I would likely have given this one in addition to the two full Spades it already has.

On the face of it, this has all the trademarks you want from a James Spader film. You've got Spader as a dissolutioned 27 year old widower with intimacy issues (and issues in general) following the death of his beautiful and perfect young wife. The actual sex really gets used up within the first half-hour-- isn't that always the way?

But when I look closer (and this was a first watch for me which is perhaps why I'm digging so deep into it) there are some deviations to the Spader formula and I'm not quite sure they work. He plays a yuppie, and that's par for the course--but he's a Jewish yuppie which, if I'm honest is a little difficult to believe with how invariably WASPish Spader is. In addition to this frankly odd casting, we find Spader having quite a lot of sex. That's not any more out of the norm than him playing yuppies: James Spader is perhaps best known for his easy, unflinching sexuality... which doesn't quite gel when his character is supposed to be repressed and uncomfortable, awakened (and I mean that in a disturbingly literal sense) only by the skillful talents of an older, earthier woman. This is not, in my opinion, where Spader's particular flavor of sex appeal shines. If I'm watching a seduction involving James Spader, I want him to be the one doing the seducing (or at least thinking he is).

Nevertheless James Spader is James Spader, so even if the material isn't helping him, he'll find a way to make the sexy work.

What really fails to sell me on this movie might be that I'm not terribly stoked on Susan Sarandon at the best of times, but this character and story really aren't helping her out either.

Her character, Nora, is a 43 year old waitress at the eponymous White Castle Palace burger joint, and she, like Max is grieving. Except rather than dealing with the loss of a beloved spouse (her husband was a walk-out) she's grieving the loss of her teenage son who boozed and drugged himself into the river at the tender age of fourteen. Their mutual grief is the foundation for their unlikely attraction.

So after max spends a drunk night on her sofa-bed, Nora pounces by administering a blow job... while he's still asleep. After her downright predatory gazing in the bar the previous night, I can't honestly claim surprise (nowadays this would be pretty soundly recognized as rape--but the cusp of the 80's and 90's in film are a different set of standards altogether). Needless to say, In this year of our Lord, 2022 it's an off-putting way to get the ball rolling, even if he goes on to consent to intercourse with her.

Lest anyone be under the impression that I object to age gaps of 16 years in relationships (be they real or fictional) let me preface my next statement by refuting that idea. I generally don't have a problem with age gaps, even quite wide ones. However, perhaps it's that I find Sarandon generally off-putting, or perhaps it's that Nora bonded with fresh-faced Max over the death of her teenage son, but the particular brand of sexual chemistry in this movie leaves a vaguely "mommy" kind of aftertaste for me, and not in a way I find appealing.

Beyond any of that though, the sex itself in this movie didn't really spark anything in me. I believe it shoots for "erotic", but for me it lands a bit far off the mark and hits "tawdry". Not even Dream Lover screwed up that badly.

The story is ostensibly about love-conquering class differences, involving one supremely acted scene in a bathroom at--the swanky Thanksgiving dinner that Max drags Nora to in an effort to show her that he's not ashamed to be seen with her-- in which Nora gets straight up burnt for making assumptions about other people's blowjob skills. Another great aspect of the film is the presence of Eileen Brennan as Nora's fortune-telling older sister.

While the movie ends on the cute note of Max following Nora to NYC, confessing unashamed love for her and laying her down on a table in the crowded restaurant she's waitressing at, it really failed to convince me on the idea of a deeper passion between the leads, and if James Spader can't sell that, then there's a problem.

Bad Influence (1990)

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Is James Spader Naked?: Read on, but yes.

James Spader once again finds himself in his yuppie shoes in this 1990 Psychological thriller, this time as Michael Boll, a young executive who has more in life than he knows what to do with.

Playing opposite Spader (and frankly almost stealing the show) is Rob Lowe in perhaps his greatest performance ever as the psychotic grifter who sets out shake up Michael's life before ruining it-- only to find that the monster he created more than he bargained for.

What a watch! This was a first for me, and it is a trademark James Spader Film for the books. I mean look there's a fully nude sextape, a criminal night out on the town, background performance art, mayhem, murder and a confrontation with a knife: it's a big deal. Honestly, as this summer long movie marathon was supposed to go in reverse-chronological order, we technically should have watched this before White Palace, but I'm so glad we didn't.

The Rachel Papers (1989)

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Is James Spader Naked?: He is not, but boy howdy Dexter Fletcher is.

Okay, so this frankly isn't a James Spader film. He didn't really have the billing or the screen time for it to qualify, but it's a great time and he is great in it. He doesn't have much to do, but he makes do with what he's given, and in addition to that you have a young and very cute Dexter Fletcher and amazing side performances from Jonathan Pryce and Jared Harris.

Sex, Lies, and Videotape (1989)

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Is James Spader Naked?: I mean, given the title and subject of the film, it would be terribly disappointing if he wasn't.

Steven Soderbergh's seminal work finds James Spader truly in his element. Perhaps more so than he ever was before or ever would be again (until Secretary at least).

Not only revolutionary, but unique in the world of Indie film, Sex, Lies, and Videotape deals with people with problems.

Normally I can't be arsed about independent films, but this one truly is different. The comfortable, warm visual tone is offset by an ambient score that would normally seem more at home in, say, Chernobyl, but it all somehow fits together in a cozy, intimate way, despite the awkwardness of the characters and their varying degrees of fucked-up. And one of the truly inspired contributions to that balance is James Spader.

It's impossible to talk about Spader in this film, without discussing the film as a whole-- his comfort in the role is integral to the movie's chemistry.

By all rights, his enigmatic character, Graham, should be creepy (given that he films women discussing their sex lives and sexual fantasies as a workaround to relieve his psychologically-rooted impotency), and yet, he's not--despite his awkwardness, he's incredibly approachable, forthright, and beautifully non-threatening.

It is this approachability, and how Spader conveys it, that is the key to Graham's character as he, his honesty, and his perverse coping mechanism force the principle characters (including himself) to confront the lies they've been telling each other and themselves.

Jack's Back (1988)

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Is James Spader Naked?: He's shirtless. Frequently.

Amidst a rash of Jack the Ripper copycat murders, John Wesford (James Spader), a fiercely principled medical student, stumbles upon one of the crime scenes and is subsequently murdered. Across the neighborhood, John's twin brother, Ricky, awakes from a vivid nightmare of the murder only to see the commotion around the crime scene, visible from his balcony. Ricky must now exonerate himself and his brother's memory from the Ripper Murders.

This movie is frankly better than it has any right to be. It's a far cry from the nuances of Sex, Lies, and Videotape, but pound for pound if you want a hefty dose of James Spader just looking his absolute prettiest, this is the movie for you. And what makes this movie even better is you get two different flavors of Spader. If you're into the principled good man of True Colors, you get that in John, with his busted old VW bug and seersucker jacket. If you're more into the rough, straightforward, but enigmatic side, you get that too, in Ricky.

Ricky, of course is the flavor you get for most of the film. He's got a scar over his eye, his hair is pure art from start to finish, and he's frequently quite naked.

Pretty in Pink (1986)

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Is James Spader Naked? I mean not really? It's another robe situation, but it's a good time.

This rating is only for how tertiary his character is, because it's definitely a five-Spade performance. And it's undoubtedly Spader's best known mainstream role (aside from Stargate). Literally nothing about this performance isn't immensely entertaining. There's nothing not to love about how effortlessly Spader sleezes drunkenly through this film. So effortlessly, in fact, that he almost didn't get hired because he was so convincingly scummy that John Hughes mistook it for Spader's own personality and absolutely hated him on first meeting. And his line delivery on "Oh, you are worthless, aren't you?" Incomparable.

That said Pretty in Pink is perhaps the only movie on this list wherein James Spader isn't my primary impetus for watching it. Even the best movies on this list work, primarily, because of what Spader brings to the table, which isn't true for Pretty in Pink, because this movie hinges, let's be honest, on John Cryer.

The New Kids (1985)

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Is James Spader Naked?: *hysterical giggling* yeah.

Two military kids move to Southern Florida to live with their uncle at his small local amusement park after the untimely death of their parents. At their new school they quickly find themselves clashing with creep, weirdo and all around snappy dresser Eddie Dutra (Spader) and his gang of hick delinquents.

Lawd what is this movie? No, seriously I don't even know what genre to call this. It's sort of a combination teen drama/thriller with the score of a giallo film plus some work out montages. I'm not really sure who this was made for, because it's definitely a teen thing, but it's rated R.

Ol Jimmy (fun fact he actually prefers to be called that irl) definitely has his Gay Villain pants (and shirts) on here, and very nicely fitted they are too. Dutra may be the most disgusting villain role I've seen Spader play, but by 'eck it's entertaining, and the bleach blond dye job is an interesting look on him to say the least. He also executes a slap and face grab that is just pure artistry.

Tuff Turf (1985)

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Well, after a fantastic three months of Spader films, we closed out with my personal favorite (Sex, Lies, and Videotape and Secretary notwithstanding), Tuff Turf.

Much in the same vein as the previous entry, this fits into the odd Young Adult genre, with its high school setting but with quite a lot of violence and nudity. It lacks the giallo edge of The New Kids, though, and this time, James Spader plays the protagonist, Morgan Hiller.

Morgan's family relocates from their native Connecticut to Los Angeles after his father loses his business. Morgan, whose malcontent has gotten him thrown out of several prep schools in New England, becomes fascinated by, and immediately begins to pursue Frankie (Kim Richards). The fact that she's dating Nick, a possessive, sociopathic ruffian, seems to make no never mind to him. Determined to show Frankie the kind of relationship she deserves, Morgan, like a terrier, refuses to give up his suit, regardless of the danger.

It's a batshit movie with warehouse bands, country club crashing, go-go dancers, Robert Downey Jr. before he got his teeth fixed, a very nice and tasteful love scene, and also an ax fight. It's about the most fun you can have in under two hours with a lot of very pretty, frequently shirtless James Spader. This is his first leading role ever, and his natural charisma needs no time to get flowing. It is glorious.

Fun fact Tuff Turf and The New Kids released exactly one week apart in January, 1985. Imagine the whiplash of going from Morgan Hiller to Eddie Dutra.

Is James Spader Naked? Yes. He's shirtless. And, actually, so is Robert Downey Jr.

#james spader #sex lies and videotape #tuff turf #the new kids 1985 #pretty in pink #jacks back 1988 #the rachel papers #bad influence 1990 #white palace #true colors #dream lover 1993 #stargate 1994 #wolf 1994 #crash 1996 #supernova 2000 #secretary 2002 #alien hunter 2003 #movie marathon

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"Who says Canada's buffalo are extinct? Here is a scene from Goose Lake, near Wainright, Alta, showing a part of the great herd on the government reserve there. Science is attempting to cross-breed these buffalo with cattle to produce a hard milch-cow for northern climes.

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Another visit from US financiers to Canada's gold mines in Northern Ontario has been made, this time vis aeroplane. Gene Tunney, retired undefeated heavyweight champion of the world, was one of the party of 11, some of whom are shown at top. Col. W. A. Bishop, Canada's war ace, was also member of the party which included a number of prominent shining men. In the group shown at the top are, left to right - D. M. McKeon, New York financier; Col. W. A. Bishop; B. F. Smith, New York, financier; Gene Tunney, David Sloan, Vancouver, managing director of the Plonser mine, P. S. Arguimbau, New York financier; Eddle Dowling, comedian and singer, New York and Paris: and Heard P. Gimpel, of the New York department store bearing his name. In the lower picture at left is a close-up of Tunney, twice conqueror of Jack Dempsy for the world's heavyweight boxing title, now wealthy business man and politician. At right is shown, left to right - J. P. Bickell, president of McIntyre Mines, from whose home in Port Credit, Ontario, the party left; Ed Flynn, prominent New York politician and friend of President Roosevelt, and Hon. Chas. McCrae, Ontario minister of mines. The party bound for McIntyre mines near Timmins, Ontario."

- from the Kingston Whig-Standard. June 26, 1933. Page 10.

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7 Comfort Movies

Tagged by @imlivingformyselfdontmindme (post here). I have to confess that I have not seen the inside of a cinema since the pandemic. However, I do have tons of subscriptions from different streaming services and most of my favourite movies are old anyway lol 😅

In no particular order

1. It Happened One Night (1934, United States)

Starring Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert

Synopsis: In Frank Capra's acclaimed romantic comedy, spoiled heiress Ellie Andrews (Claudette Colbert) impetuously marries the scheming King Westley, leading her tycoon father (Walter Connolly) to spirit her away on his yacht. After jumping ship, Ellie falls in with cynical newspaper reporter Peter Warne (Clark Gable), who offers to help her reunite with her new husband in exchange for an exclusive story. But during their travels, the reporter finds himself falling for the feisty young heiress.

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2. Crazy Little Thing Called Love (2010, Thailand)

Starring Baifern Pimchanok, Mario Maurer

Synopsis: A junior schoolgirl Nam (Pimchanok Luevisetpaiboon) falls in love with her schoolboy senior Chone (Mario Maurer) but is afraid to show her feelings to him, partly because Chone is everyone’s idol, and Nam regards herself as unpopular, homely-looking, and average. She has nothing that can make him notice her. But with the support of her three best friends, Nam revolutionizes herself, starting with her looks and activities to get him to notice her.

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3. That Thing Called Tadhana [Fate] (2014, Philippines)

Starring Angelica Panganiban, JM de Guzman

Synopsis: A story about a broken-hearted girl who meets a boy in a not-so-normal way. Together, they go to places and find out "Where do broken hearts go?"

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4. Koe no Katachi [A Silent Voice] (2016, Japan)

Starring Miyu Irino, Saori Hayami

Synopsis: As a wild youth, elementary school student, Shouya Ishida sought to beat boredom in the cruelest ways. When the deaf Shouko Nishimiya transfers into his class, Shouya and the rest of his class thoughtlessly bully her for fun. However, when her mother notifies the school, he is singled out and blamed for everything done to her. With Shouko transferring out of the school, Shouya is left at the mercy of his classmates. He is heartlessly ostracized all throughout elementary and middle school, while teachers turn a blind eye. Now in his third year of high school, Shouya is still plagued by his wrongdoings as a young boy. Sincerely regretting his past actions, he sets out on a journey of redemption: to meet Shouko once more and make amends.

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5. While You Were Sleeping (1995, United States)

Starring Sandra Bullock, Bill Pullman

Synopsis: Lonely transit worker Lucy Eleanor Moderatz (Sandra Bullock) pulls her longtime crush, Peter (Peter Gallagher), from the path of an oncoming train. At the hospital, doctors report that he's in a coma, and a misplaced comment from Lucy causes Peter's family to assume that she is his fiancée. When Lucy doesn't correct them, they take her into their home and confidence. Things get even more complicated when she finds herself falling for Peter's sheepish brother, Jack (Bill Pullman).

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6. Empire Records (1995, United States)

Starring Ethan Embry, Rory Cochrane, Robin Tunney, Liv Tyler, Renee Zellweger, Anthony LaPaglia

Synopsis: Joe (Anthony LaPaglia) runs Empire Records, an independent Delaware store that employs a tight-knit group of music-savvy youths. Hearing that the shop may be sold to a big chain, slacker employee Lucas (Rory Cochrane) bets a chunk of the store's money, hoping to get a big return. When this plan fails, Empire Records falls into serious trouble, and the various other clerks, including lovely Corey (Liv Tyler) and gloomy Deb (Robin Tunney), must deal with the problem, among many other issues.

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7. Clerks (1994, United States)

Starring Brian O'Halloran, Jeff Anderson, Jay and Silent Bob

Synopsis: Dante (Brian O'Halloran) is called in to cover a shift at his New Jersey convenience store on his day off. His friend Randal (Jeff Anderson) helps him pass the time, neglecting his video-store customers next door to hang out in the Quick Stop. The uneventful day is disrupted by news that one of Dante's ex-girlfriends has died. After attending her memorial service, Dante muses over staying with current girlfriend Veronica (Marilyn Ghigliotti) or reuniting with ex Caitlin (Lisa Spoonhauer).

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Rocky Marciano vs Muhammad Ali:

La inédita pelea ficticia que se proyectó en cines. Como fue esto posible? ¿Cómo pudo ser falsa una pelea que fue proyectada tanto en Estados Unidos como en otros lados del mundo? Se exhibió en cines, pero no se trató de una película actuada como tal. Además, las fechas no coincidían, fue el 20 de enero de 1970 cuando este par de titanes de los encordados se vieron las caras. pero Ali tenía meses fuera de los encordados, mientras que Marciano había fallecido cinco meses antes de la exhibición .

Fue el productor de radio Murray Woroner. Quien se animó a crear un torneó ficticio en julio de 1967, con los 16 mejores pesos pesados de los que se tenía registro hasta ese entonces. Los resultados se determinaron a través de una computadora NCR 315, que trabajaba con diferentes variables de los competidores, las cuales eran brindadas por historiadores del boxeo, expertos en la materia.

Toda la información servía para que el análisis fuera más certero, además de realizar cálculos, probabilidades y determinar a un ganador. Tras tener los resultados, el locutor los narraba como si se trataran de peleas en directo, lo cual atrajo la atención de los radioescuchas.

El proyecto fue un éxito inmediato y 380 estaciones radiofónicas compraron la idea. Las primeras peleas fueron las siguientes: Jack Dempsey vs Gentleman Jim Corbett

John L. Sullivan vs Jim Braddock

Bob Fitzsimmons vs Jack Sharkey

Jim Jeffries vs Jersey Joe Walcott

Joe Louis vs Jess Willard

Max Baer vs Jack Johnson

Rocky Marciano vs Gene Tunney

Muhammad Ali vs Max Schmeling

Los ganadores iban avanzando a cuartos de final, semifinales y final, con triunfo para Rocky Marciano sobre Jack Dempsey. Sin embargo, el resultado no le pareció bueno a Ali, quien era el único boxeador en activo de ese campeonato, tanto Marciano como Ali aceptaron que se realizara la Super pelea, Y ambos regresaron a un ring, lo compartieron y fueron grabados para que la Súper Pelea tuviera imágenes que acompañaran la pelea ficticia. Fue en Miami donde los dos boxeadores se repartieron algunos golpes durante una grabación de 75 rounds de un minuto cada uno, con el fin de tener en video todo el material posible para tener diferentes posibilidades en el combate.

Para la información, Woroner se valió de 258 analistas de boxeo para brindar toda la información necesaria, con hasta 58 rubros a evaluar, como velocidad, potencia en los golpes, agresividad y valentía a la hora de encarar. Con todos estos datos, la computadora trabajaba para hacer el análisis detallado y conocer a un posible campeón.

El estreno fue el 20 de enero de 1970, con una transmisión simultánea con mil salas de cine en Estados Unidos, además de 500 más entre México, Canadá y Europa, con ganancias de 5 millones de dólares.

Nadie, ni siquiera Mohammed Ali, conocían el resultado. Y eso fue lo que molestó a Cassius Clay, quien vio en Filadelfia cómo cayó derrotado ante Rocky Marciano en el round 13, con 57 segundos disputados en el asalto. El hecho de que mucha gente se tomó la pelea como algo real –las escenas grabadas previamente hicieron pensar que lo que se vio en el cine fue cierto- generó molestia en Ali. El público en verdad pensó que ganó Rocky Marciano, aún cuando había fallecido meses antes en un accidente de avión.

Sentí que había decepcionado a millones de personas en todo el mundo. Sentí vergüenza por lo que había estado haciendo. Había recorrido el país promocionando la grabación como justa y precisa”, se lamentó Ali, de acuerdo con Sports Illustrated. Pero cuando estaba a punto de interponer una demanda, se sorprendió cuando descubrió que en Europa festejaban por un triunfo de Muhammad sobre Marciano.

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Ilmo Lounasheimo Miljoonanyrkit: "Sillä aikaa kun Jack Dempsey paistatteli kuuluisuuden auringossa nauttien menestyksestään, jota kylläkin varjosti suhteiden katkeaminen Jack Kearnsin kanssa, valmistui James Joseph eli Gene Tunney riistämään häneltä maailmanmestaruuden. Lempinimi ´Fighting marine´ , Nyrkkeilevä merisotilas, ei anna oikeaa kuvaa tuosta New Yorkista Greenwich Villagen taiteilijakaupunginosassa 25. 5. 1898 syntyneestä kehätaiturista. Hän oli luonteeltaan aivan toisenlainen kuin nyrkkeilijät yleensä, itseensä sulkeutunut, hiljainen ja kohtelias. Lukeminen kuului hänen mieliharrastuksiinsa: William Shakespearen tuotanto oli Tunneylle tutumpi kuin John L. Sullivanin nyrkkeilysaavutukset."

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No Show: The Sad Reality of Some Wrestling Funerals

Brian Damage Professional wrestling has often been referred to as a “fraternity” or a small exclusive club. A place where only a very select few who dabble in the business know each other, respect each other (for the most part) and look out for one another. Only those within this club can truly understand the successes and pitfalls that come with making their living in this business. That all…

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WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION MAGAZINE : AUGUST 1993

EXPOSE FOLLOW UP

Presented By The World Wrestling Federation

THE CASE OF THE CAMOUFLAGE GARAGE

A STAFF REPORT

MONEY INC. BEATS THE RAP

Transcript Below!!!!

Money Inc., The Million Dollar ManTed DiBiase and IRS, are off the hook for the allegations that they engaged in dubious financial activities outside of the ring. A special federation panel that was convened by federation president Jack Tunney failed to come up with a unanimous verdict that Money Inc. did indeed commit acts that could merit their prohibition from the squared circle.

Establishments of the panel stemmed from an investigation by this magazine. We put a team of investigative reporters onto DiBase and IRS. Our cameras caught Money Inc. during what looked like a shady financial transaction. The photos, which were published in the July issue, showed DiBiase and IRS in the act of receiving money from an unidentified man in a parking garage in Phoenix, Arizona.

||Money Inc. was recently summoned to a hearing by Federation officials and President Jack Tunney. Apparently, this magazine’s probe into Money Inc.’s financial matters made sense to the president and his colleagues. These exclusive photos show you what occurred during Money Inc.’s hearing.||

After the man drove off, we recorded DiBase and IRS making light of the victim’s bankrupt business and how they (Money Inc.) planned to use the money to increase their overall capital gain. When the issue came to the attention of Federation President Jack Tunney, he sent out a special panel of World Wrestling Federation officials.

Money Inc. was livid, “Listen, little man,” the Million Dollar Man said to one of our reporters, “you’re liars. Look at what it says here in this summons: If said parties are found conclusively and unanimously guilty of unethical financial practices, their participation in the Federation will be terminated!”

“Terminated!” DiBiase exclaimed, and IRS’ face turned beet-red. “In other words, that means we might get kicked out of the World Wrestling Federation for good. Well, tell Jack Tunney that it isn’t gonna happen. We were set up by your magazine, and we’re gonna use all our resources to beat this case!”

Just days before this issue went on newspaper stands, Money Inc. appeared before the panel in Halifax, Nova Scotia. Tunnel and his staff allowed this magazine–and only this magazine–to record the event, since it broke the story in the first place.

The panel consisted of Jack Tunney, official Rene Goulet and two Federation accountants. When IRS learned that accountants would be present, he claimed he had the flu, leaving DiBiase to appear alone. Tunney opened the proceedings with a statement. “Mr DiBiase, Mr. Schyster,” Tunney said, “we, the members of this panel, have reviewed the photographs and audiocassettes provided to us by World Wrestling Federation Magazine and have probable cause to believe that you have elicited or currently elicit, some of your financials revenue in manners that many would find unethical.

“We, the members of this panel,” Tunney went on, “believe that athletes in the World Wrestling Federation should set the standard of excellence when compared with other athletes from other sports organizations.

“Therefore, if you gentlemen are found to be conclusively and unanimously guilty of any questionable acquisition of revenue–be it currency, gifts or favors–by this panel, your tenure in the Federation will be promptly terminated. Do you gentlemen fully understand the consequences to which you may be subjected?”

DiBiase simply smirked. But as he was questioned by the panel, he boiled over, especially with Goulet. “What I do outside the Federation is none of your business.”

After questioning, the members of the investigative panel retired to render a verdict. Nearly an hour passed. Then Tunnety and his associates emerged.

Before Jack Tunney announced the verdict, DiBiase looked at the panel and laughed. “Gentlemen,” sighed the president. “Although most members of this panel believe Money Inc. did engage in undesirable practices, one did not. The verdict was not unanimous, so Money Inc. can’t be penalized or found guilty as charged.”

When Tunney finished, DiBiase turned to our reporters. “I guess you can say this is the end of the story, huh, peons? Ha-ha-ha,” laughed DiBiase. Then he winked at one of the accountants on the panel. The panelist exited via the side door. DiBiase, laughing up a storm, sauntered out the same door.

Our reporter followed. Outside, the reporter continued to follow DiBiase. In a corner of the parking lot, DiBiase conferred briefly with the accountant from the panel. As they shook hands, it appeared that an envelope passed between them. But in the dim light of the parking lot, we couldn’t be sure. Whatever really went on, Money Inc. had beaten the rap.

CASE CLOSED

#ted dibiase #IRS #irwin r schyster #theyre evil husbands #wwf #world wrestling federation #wwf magazine #magazine transcript #Money Inc.

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Fox’s Murdoch Steps Down, Cartoon Roils New Jersey, and a Northern Lights Wedding

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 2023 Good morning! On this date in 1927, Jack Dempsey fought Gene Tunney in the legendary “Long Count” heavyweight match that allowed a knocked-down Tunney to wait 13 seconds before getting up and ultimately winning. (See Video) If you haven’t signed up for The Flyover, take care of that here and make sure you get our next edition. Have a suggestion for The Editor? Send us…

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Ray Arcel Tribute

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Ray Arcel was born on August 30, 1899, in Terre Haute, Indiana, to Russian-Jewish immigrant parents.

Arcel's mother passed away when he was only four years old, and Ray was brought up by his father. Before passing away, Ray's mother, born in Brooklyn, wanted to leave the Midwest and return to her New York roots. The Arcels subsequently relocated to Manhattan, first to the Lower East Side and then to West 106th Street in Harlem.

Growing up in New York in those days, Arcel told Ronald K. Fried in Corner Men: "You had to fight in those days. You lived in a neighbourhood where you were challenged every day. We were the only Jewish family there, but that's an old story. Wherever you go they tell you the same story." Arcel continued to say: "If you didn't fight you were yellow."

While training to be a boxer at Grupp's Gymnasium on 116th Street and Eighth Avenue, Arcel was under the tutelage of two great trainers in Dai Dolling and Frank "Doc" Bagley. Bagley once managed the great Gene Tunney and taught Ray the art of being a Cutman. Dolling was a Welshman who had trained the likes of Tunney, Al Brown, Jimmy McLarnin, Jack Britton, Ted Kid Lewis, and Johnny Dundee. Dolling taught Arcel about the individuality of each fighter and the need to train them accordingly.

After a short career as a fighter, Arcel became a trainer, and that is when he established his greatness.

Arcel's first world champion was Frankie Genaro, who won the Flyweight world title in 1923. In 1924, Ray led Abe Goldstein to victory against Joe Lynch for the bantamweight title.

This was only the start. Arcel's subsequent success with numerous all-time greats cemented him as arguably the greatest trainer in boxing history.

Arcel's beginnings as a trainer were during the days when boxing was the sport of all sports—when Jack Dempsey was the heavyweight champion.

"A Dempsey fight was magic. The minute he walked into the ring you could see smoke rising from the canvas," said Arcel when reminiscing decades later on the heyday of Dempsey in the ring. "You knew you were going to see a tiger let loose."

Arcel's career as a renowned boxing trainer spanned from the 1920s, training Benny Leonard, all the way to the '80s, when perhaps most famously, he trained Roberto Duran.

Arcel was the oracle of boxing. A man who saw Jack Dempsey fight in 1916; befriended and trained Benny Leonard; was in Barney Ross' corner the night Henry Armstrong became welterweight champion in 1938 and was with Ross in the following days while tending to his wounds; worked opposite Joe Louis on countless occasions, including the night Louis first became heavyweight champion in 1937 against James J. Braddock, and the night Ezzard Charles defeated Louis in Louis' final title fight in 1950. Arcel was then in Duran's corner in 1980 in both historic fights against Sugar Ray Leonard and then in Larry Holmes' corner in 1982 in the momentous heavyweight showdown against Gerry Cooney.

Between the '20s and '80s, the only full decade Arcel did not train fighters was the 60's.

For nearly twenty years, from 1954, Arcel had quit boxing and was working as a purchasing agent for a metal company. Then, in 1972, Arcel received a call from boxing manager Carlos Eleta Almarán. Arcel returned to work with Alfonso (Peppermint) Frazer, who won the title under Arcel's training from Nicolino Loche on March 10, 1972. The relationship between Arcel and Eleta developed further, and Eleta had a wild kid from the slums of Panama City, Panama, whom he wanted Arcel to train. Arcel's link-up with this kid from Panama cemented his legend, as Duran became arguably the greatest lightweight in history, rivaling another great 135-pounder, Arcel's previous student, Benny Leonard.

No other trainer has ever arguably worked with as many all-time greats, with names that Arcel trained including Benny Leonard, Ross, Armstrong, Kid Gavilan, Freddie Steele, Tony Zale, John Henry Louis, Charles, Holmes, and Duran.

In a sport of toughness and meanness, Arcel was an anomaly. He was a very humble, polite, and respectful man. Arcel was described by sportswriter "Red" Smith as "the first gentleman of fistfighting."

Just like great trainers typically do, Ray always gave credit to the fighters, saying the trainer would be nothing without the fighter. He would merely give them pointers.

As Arcel told Ronald K. Fried in Corner Men, "Nobody had to teach Duran how to fight. The first day I saw him - not in New York, I saw him in Panama - I told everybody around him, 'Don't change his style. Leave him alone. I don't want anybody to ever tell him what to do. Let him fight."

Of course, Arcel did have a real impact on Duran's boxing. Alongside an old friend, Freddie Brown, a former cut-man of Rocky Marciano, they molded a young Duran into an all-time great champion. They fine-tuned Duran's style, with this power-punching brawler becoming a very defensively acute fighter while applying that pressure, boxing unlike any lightweight had for years. Under the tutelage of Arcel and Brown, Duran became one of the best and most crafty fighters in history.

An insight into Arcel's involvement in the career of his fighters can be seen through his handling of Charley Phil Rosenberg, who won the bantamweight title in 1925. Rosenberg, preparing for a title fight against Cannonball Martin on March 20, 1925, had three months to shed 37 pounds and meet the 118 pounds limit after having ballooned up to 155 pounds. Arcel went everywhere Rosenberg went and did everything Rosenberg did. Arcel did roadwork with him, prepared his meals, and slept in the adjoining bed.

In Ray Arcel: a Boxing Biography by Donald Dewey, Arcel spoke of the nights leading up to Rosenberg's fight against Martin. "I always had to sleep with one eye open. Charlie would get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and I would stand there with the door open. He kept cussing me. 'I just want to gargle,' he'd say. And I'd tell him, 'I'm watching your Adam's apple, Charlie. Don't swallow that water.'"

"After this fight is over," Rosenberg told Arcel, "I'm going to kill you."

Rosenberg beat Martin via a 15-round decision, and Arcel lived for another 69 years.

Arcel's wisdom was the stuff of legend.

"Ring sense is an art, a gift from God that flows out of a fighter like a great painting flows out of an artist, or a great book flows out of an author," Arcel once said. "Ring sense is a natural ability to cope with any situation in a fight. It cannot be taught."

Arcel's last appearance in the ring was in the corner of Holmes when the "Easton Assassin" stopped Cooney in 1982. Arcel worked alongside long-time friend Eddie Futch on this night.

Arcel trained three men who can be regarded as the greatest in the entire history of their divisions. Benny Leonard and Duran are regarded as two of the greatest lightweights ever. Ezzard Charles is arguably the greatest light heavyweight ever. To create such great fighters, Arcel's greatness as a trainer is evident.

Nobody taught boxing better while carrying them-self with the same sincerity and humility as the great Ray Arcel.

(Featured Photo: The Ring Magazine via Getty Images)

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