

Rollie Totheroh, Chaplin‘s cameraman, marks the slate on The Floorwalker. 1916.

The Gold Rush. 1925.

The Immigrant. 1917.


Rollie Totheroh, Chaplin‘s cameraman, marks the slate on The Floorwalker. 1916.

The Gold Rush. 1925.

The Immigrant. 1917.
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Jean-Pierre Melville photographed standing in the ruins of his studio after its destruction by fire. 1967.
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Jacqueline Sassard and Stéphane Audran in Claude Chabrol‘s Les biches. 1968.

Michel Bouquet in La femme infidèle. 1969.
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David Guetta feat. Akon. Sexy Bitch. 2009.
Update: It occurs to me that I should maybe explain why I included this so off-topic post. For some reason, late last night I came across this making-of video of this David Guetta/Akon video and found it to be the most hilarious thing I have ever seen. I’m not sure what I got the biggest kick out of, was it the way that Akon introduces the song as “Sexy Bi-yatch” and then the words “Sexy Chick” flash on the screen? Or was it Guetta’s over-the-top foreign wife? (I wonder what that lady dreams about.) Or was it the director who demanded “slow motion horny, erotic things”? Or maybe it was seeing the words “pool party” come across the subtitles twice. It almost definitely was the endless buildup to Guetta getting thrown into the pool. (I wonder if his phone was in his pocket when that totally spontaneous moment finally happened.) Or maybe it was the way that that tramp-stamped sexy bitch chick wrote “find me at pool party” on Akon’s mirror. Or maybe it was that whenever I hear the name Akon, I remember that that dude owns a diamond mine. Whatever it was I stand by the post. A simply incredible bit of video.