ok ok ok ok ok ok....the triumph of celebrities

the rasberry ale chez esperanza has resulted, for a second and conclusive time, in a much bally-hooed discussion of the Whos of Actors that - with sexiness, smarts, and good actin' - have emerged as the best and most deliciously desirable of them all. this is hotly contested ground to cover mid-swigs of berried beer but we carried on, we did! and oh the triumphs we did find. The Man was soon and swooningly quick decided to be the oh so ohhhhh of jump street pirates the only Johnny Depp. ah yes. the j depp, the only only. the man who, walking into the room, would bring all women weak-kneed to his feet kisses thrown toward...none of the ladies at our table could even recall if their were any other finalists. was anyone even close? the only johnny indeed.

his female counterpart, though, proved near impossible. the length and breadth of career, the quirkiness, the unsurpassable sexiness, the intelligence, the saving grace of terrible films...who came close: juliette binoche (too sophisticated, not enough range of roles), winona ryder (but acting became shoplifting and it was over before it began), audrey tatou (too cute!), julianne moore (intelligence and acting yes, but not the depp level of sex), juliette lewis (maybe, the craziness yes, but what happened?), nicole kidman (alien! alien!)...and so...after two lengthy occasions of rattle chattered randomly celebobsessed debate we arrived, achingly, here:
Venus (from Baron Munchausen)...of course!
Uma Thurman.
She who, on walking into the room, all men would stumble, longingly, unable to speak. It is true.
Our criteria were five worthy films that she had appeared in. Consensus was needed to complete our Holy Pair of Desirables. We elaborated the list as follows: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues, Beautiful Girls, Henry and June, Pulp Fiction and...Baron Münchhausen. Done!

Her Venus, quoth birthday BjmnIV: "The nude skin! Nakedness!"

(And a great sigh).