Mainstream Mixed Fight Images - mostly M/F

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Originally Posted by del [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

I loved this brutal muscular thug. It would have been fair play to give her a bigger fighting role in this film. She had a great fight scene with the other bald one.

And here it is. Thanks del, but I wasn't trying to bamboozle anybody there, let alone you. I just thought if I'd missed that scene for so long, perhaps some other members still haven't discovered it. I've added a longer commentary than usual, partly as a guide through the moonlit darkness of these frames. I think the female half of the audience went to the cinema to see if Cindy could act her way out of a paper bag (personally I thought she did quite well). And the male half were happy to be dragged along on the promise of seeing her nipple blown up to four feet wide on a big screen. But I wasn't tempted by either prospect. So it was many years later, after coming home from the pub and channel-hopping, that the epic fight popped up unexpectedly during the umpteenth TV rerun.

I pick things up where the cop goes to inspect the bodies, only to find his bullets didn't penetrate her chest protector [1]. She kicks him away, and performs that breakdancing swirly-legged thing - so beloved of Cynthia Rothrock - to rise to her feet without using hands, then proceeds to kick his arse all over the beach.

Then I noticed a couple of things. One hefty kick launched him backwards towards the water [9-11]. We don't know it yet, but there's a gun strapped to her waist and she has plenty of time to shoot him; but doesn't. That's because destroying weaker men in unarmed combat to her is a combination of exercise, sport, entertainment and, quite possibly, sexual stimulation. And this is a glorious opportunity she doesn't want to miss.

She also rips off her rubber headgear to better hear her victim's pained gasps when her feet hit his face or his internal organs [12]. But hang on! Have they really used a comb to slick back her unruly hair in between takes? Or is this an unintended view of the actress's stuntwoman? [13] Whatever, the fight continues with the henchwoman moving on to the grappling and throwing section of her routine. He's so beaten and exhausted, she keeps having to lift his body out of the water to inflict more damage.

Suddenly he gets a second wind, and kicks her hard between the legs [19,20]. Ouch! [21] So she's had enough now, and decides to put him out of his misery. Holding him down on his knees with just one powerful leg, she wants to see the fear in his eyes before executing him via a bullet through the forehead. But he notices what she's forgotten - it's a fish-knife strapped to her outer calf. He stabs her with it and - not for the first time this week - here's a death stare for you. We finish, like the cop, by watching the evil woman floating on the moonlit surf; the handle of her own blade protruding from her stomach.

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What movie is it?

Originally Posted by verscont [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

And here it is. Thanks del, but I wasn't trying to bamboozle anybody there, let alone you. I just thought if I'd missed that scene for so long, perhaps some other members still haven't discovered it. I've added a longer commentary than usual, partly as a guide through the moonlit darkness of these frames. I think the female half of the audience went to the cinema to see if Cindy could act her way out of a paper bag (personally I thought she did quite well). And the male half were happy to be dragged along on the promise of seeing her nipple blown up to four feet wide on a big screen. But I wasn't tempted by either prospect. So it was many years later, after coming home from the pub and channel-hopping, that the epic fight popped up unexpectedly during the umpteenth TV rerun.

I pick things up where the cop goes to inspect the bodies, only to find his bullets didn't penetrate her chest protector [1]. She kicks him away, and performs that breakdancing swirly-legged thing - so beloved of Cynthia Rothrock - to rise to her feet without using hands, then proceeds to kick his arse all over the beach.

Then I noticed a couple of things. One hefty kick launched him backwards towards the water [9-11]. We don't know it yet, but there's a gun strapped to her waist and she has plenty of time to shoot him; but doesn't. That's because destroying weaker men in unarmed combat to her is a combination of exercise, sport, entertainment and, quite possibly, sexual stimulation. And this is a glorious opportunity she doesn't want to miss.

She also rips off her rubber headgear to better hear her victim's pained gasps when her feet hit his face or his internal organs [12]. But hang on! Have they really used a comb to slick back her unruly hair in between takes? Or is this an unintended view of the actress's stuntwoman? [13] Whatever, the fight continues with the henchwoman moving on to the grappling and throwing section of her routine. He's so beaten and exhausted, she keeps having to lift his body out of the water to inflict more damage.

Suddenly he gets a second wind, and kicks her hard between the legs [19,20]. Ouch! [21] So she's had enough now, and decides to put him out of his misery. Holding him down on his knees with just one powerful leg, she wants to see the fear in his eyes before executing him via a bullet through the forehead. But he notices what she's forgotten - it's a fish-knife strapped to her outer calf. He stabs her with it and - not for the first time this week - here's a death stare for you. We finish, like the cop, by watching the evil woman floating on the moonlit surf; the handle of her own blade protruding from her stomach.

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Originally Posted by didier38 [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

What movie is it?

Ah sorry mate! I thought del and I had sufficiently 'outed it' for anyone who didn't watch this Cindy Crawford vehicle the first time around or on its many TV reruns. It's there for you at the end of this additional set. I suppose it shows the value of me occasionally plundering Hollywood's golden oldies - in addition to scouring all four corners of the globe for the most obscure trash I can introduce to the Forum.

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This disc from Finland really is a gift that keeps on giving (following Posts #286 and #287 on the previous page). It's just a shame it's so bloody dark - like almost everything I've found for you this week. So much for Land Of The Midnight Sun or whatever; I'd be happy with just an hour's daylight here and there. It's supposedly mid-Summer around my way, but I'm suffering Winter Blues staring at all these dimly-lit, grim images.

As for this next lot, you might need a bit of help at first. What's happening is the henchbabe is prowling around, guns in both hands, searching for the black-clad hero. He sneaks up behind her and throws a thick leather belt over her head. The struggle for life is on, but she escapes following several elbows to his chin. As before, she looks excited at the prospect of a tussle, and proudly displays the previous kills notched on her arm. There are 22 so far if you look closely at those five-barred gates. From there onwards you should find it plain sailing - and she does too, following him around the dismal factory floor inflicting damage with her legs. Then I've finished off with some further fist and elbow attacks.

Right, I'm going to cheer myself up with a bright, sun-soaked, Frankie & Annette Beach Movie! See y'all tomorrow I hope.

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Here's the last batch before I put this disc to bed, beginning with a lovely - though hideously-lit - study on the Anatomy of a Judo Throw [1-9].

Henchbabe follows up with some more kicking; then there are a few unused shots from the wonderful Headscissor Takedown that I've already posted in the dedicated thread. Once the bodies hit the ground, he's able to yank his head out from between her leather-clad thighs, so she reaches for the nearby gun [10-18].

Remember when I said "heroes don't kill women"? Well, in this case I was mistaken. In scrambling for the weapon that was just out of reach, she made the wrong choice. He instead grabs the thick leather belt that's much closer. And so we finish the scene in the same circumstances that I began the last post. Only this time there's no escape, despite her desperate attempts to punch or grab his head. Continuing a recent theme, I've finished with today's entry in my one-man 'Death Stare Of The Week' competition, especially for those who like to see bad girls get their comeuppance [19-26].

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Originally Posted by verscont [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Right, I'm going to cheer myself up with a bright, sun-soaked, Frankie & Annette Beach Movie! See y'all tomorrow I hope.

Told ya so! Six hours of sun, sand, surf and stuffed swimsuits brightened the day somewhat, but pickings for the Board were very slim. I started to get excited watching this one that featured two blondes (in blue) looking like archetypal 1950s American Lady Wrestlers. They hung around a gym doing yoga and other exercises, and the cast list named them both as 'Muscle Girl'.

But nothing happened until the final fight, and even then we only got fleeting glimpses of their participation, either in the background or briefly passing in front of a camera that was clearly focused on the male studs' fisticuffs. Just once we got to see one of them in action, gut-busting a victim with her fist as I've pictured below. This short clip was shown TEN Times, not as an editing cock-up but for comedic effect. Yes, this was 56 years ago, so it was a case of "Hey look at this - how ridiculous; it's supposed to be a girl beating up a guy! Yeah - that's hilarious!"

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Originally Posted by verscont [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Told ya so! Six hours of sun, sand, surf and stuffed swimsuits brightened the day somewhat, but pickings for the Board were very slim. I started to get excited watching this one that featured two blondes (in blue) looking like archetypal 1950s American Lady Wrestlers. They hung around a gym doing yoga and other exercises, and the cast list named them both as 'Muscle Girl'.

But nothing happened until the final fight, and even then we only got fleeting glimpses of their participation, either in the background or briefly passing in front of a camera that was clearly focused on the male studs' fisticuffs. Just once we got to see one of them in action, gut-busting a victim with her fist as I've pictured below. This short clip was shown TEN Times, not as an editing cock-up but for comedic effect. Yes, this was 56 years ago, so it was a case of "Hey look at this - how ridiculous; it's supposed to be a girl beating up a guy! Yeah - that's hilarious!"

Thanks, Verscont! This film was shown fairly regularly on Saturday afternoon TV when I was just a wee lad and seeing the scenes with these "muscle girls" and their action (such as it was) were some of my earliest turn-ons. I still recall being disappointed that they did not have more fighting.

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Glad to hear it @[Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]. Here's another memory jogger for you then.

The main draw at the Drive-Ins back in the day must have been the models, twisting away happily in their bikinis. Annette herself never did much for me, but I admire the engineering that went into building this suspension bridge for her chest. I also like how she checked her ability to hold two unruly frat boys' heads in place between her thighs at the same time, should the occasion arise (sadly, it didn't). But for people like us, attention was only ever going to focus on those two under-utilised 'Muscle Girls'.

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Originally Posted by verscont [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Glad to hear it @[Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]. Here's another memory jogger for you then.

The main draw at the Drive-Ins back in the day must have been the models, twisting away happily in their bikinis. Annette herself never did much for me, but I admire the engineering that went into building this suspension bridge for her chest. I also like how she checked her ability to hold two unruly frat boys' heads in place between her thighs at the same time, should the occasion arise (sadly, it didn't). But for people like us, attention was only ever going to focus on those two under-utilised 'Muscle Girls'.

Annette Funicello could keep her hair dry while she surfed!

Even the Jack Nicholson look-alike at Disneyland gave up his seat for her:

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I knew those Beach Party movies would come good in the end; and perhaps I needn't have waited so long if I hadn't watched the series back-to-front . So let's have a look at this bodyguard/chauffeur who fills the uniform much better than Lady Penelope's Parker ever did [1]. We're in the final group fight scene, from which I've carved out three lovely kicks from this 'savate' expert actress.

[2-9] She starts off by doing her job, which is guarding the body of a heavily-disguised, ginger-wigged Frankie Avalon from a biker gang hoodlum. Hey - mind you don't disturb that red-shirted carpet-fitter, Honey! Ah, it's OK; he's completely oblivious to the body flying over him as he works.

[10-18] "Now which one of Les Ruffians do you want me to knock out next?" She asks Frankie. That one? OK. "Excuse me Sir; you've just won today's competition! The prize? Why, it's my foot in your face!"

[19-24] She finishes off with the leader of the Pack, King Rat himself. "Would you like me to beat you senseless with my petite black-gloved fists?" Of course he wouldn't. So he too gets kicked in the head - in front of his big, blonde, slightly butch and very disinterested moll. (Incidentally, she's the same actress who was doing the gut-punching in my last post.)

And I've finished off with some newspaper cuttings of cutie and her French Martial Arts style. I'm sorry the text isn't legible, but I wasn't going to take out a subscription just to get full-screen versions for you.