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Films Without Shame: The Story Of Nudist Cinema

April 22, 2019 reprobatemagazine

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Learning From History: Witch Hunts, Blacklists And Guilt By Accusation

March 3, 2019 reprobatemagazine

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Hammer’s Sherlock Holmes And The Hound Of The Baskervilles

January 26, 2019 reprobatemagazine

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Guns, Girls And Gaspers – Vintage Christmas Advertising

December 19, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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House Of Bamboo

October 13, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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The Sexy Miranda Camera Ads From The 1950s

September 24, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Confidential File: Horror Comic Books

August 22, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Review: Destination Crampsville

August 19, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Review: The House Across The Lake

May 6, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Review: Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter?

April 10, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Review: The Deadly Mantis

February 24, 2018 reprobatemagazine

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Sylvia Miles had a hell of a career. Midnight Cowboy, Heat, The Last Movie, 92 in the Shade, The Sentinel, Wall Street... RIP.

When not posing nude, Bonny Large, Playboy’s Miss March 1973, had a day job that involved looking after a large robot and being a magician’s assistant. Our lives seem pretty empty in comparison.

We’re looking for people who like to draw... and write... and photograph... and model... and provoke. For both the website and an upcoming print project, new (and returning) contributors are welcome. Think passionate defences of individualism and free expression, probes into the outer limits of pop culture, contrarian opinions, erotic provocations and revolutionary ideas. No safe spaces here. We want dangerous ideas for dangerous times. If you want to be involved, or simply want to know more about what we have coming up and are looking for, get in touch. Financial rewards will be minimal; the creative rewards considerable.

Starting this month, the BBFC will be in charge of deciding what is and isn’t pornography on the internet in the UK. Aside from all the other issues involved in the forthcoming porn blockade – the issues of internet censorship, the dangers in handing over personal details of porn viewers to private companies and governments, the crushing of small indie producers who will not be able to afford to impose the onerous new rules – we should be very concerned at the idea of a censorship board like the BBFC being allowed to decide what is porn and what isn’t. Read more about the BBFC’s arbitrary and hypocritical ideas about art and porn on our website.

Two world–famous queens live in The Hague. There is Beatrix, Queen of the Netherlands, who travels to foreign countries just to tell them Holland is more than windmills and wooden shoes, ice–skating on frozen canals and cramped writers. Tolerance, she claims, is what makes her country unique. The other royalty is Monique von Cleef, Queen of Pain. Her advertisement in tourist–guides readily available at the reception desk of major hotels, for once, realistically describes the truth. Under the heading uit is gezellig (going out is wholesome, or cosy) we read: “Dominant Registered Nurse receives submissive slaves in well–equipped torture room. Rubber and leather wardrobe, boots, chains, bondage, water sports, enemas, high colonics. Transvestites may enjoy corsets and elegant dresses from my exquisite boudoir.” Read our tribute to the late William Levy and his 1990s conversation with the Queen of Pain Monique Von Cleef on our website.

In the middle of the 1970s, Planet of the Apes was huge in Britain. Really huge. While the TV series had bombed in America, seeing it cancelled after just thirteen episodes, in Britain it was a ratings smash, and Ape Fever was rampant among the nation’s youth. Read more about the UK’s Ape obsession in the 1970s and the peculiar, long forgotten stage play that came out of it on our website.

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