Few things are as satisfying as a trip down memory lane โ and itโs even better when you find something you didnโt notice before.The glamour, the fashions, the hair โ whether classically elegant, effortlessly cool, or interestingly tacky, we shall not see their like again.
Hereโs to the movie stars who were larger than life, hereโs to the rock stars who lived on the edge, hereโs to the comedians who still make us smile, hereโs to the bit players who had those moments of glory that changed their lives forever.
Perhaps it was her Scandinavian free-spiritedness โ Swedish-born actress and singer Ann-Margret seemed on call to be as sexy as necessary. Need an actress to smother Jack Nicholson with her cleavage? Ann-Margret would do it (in Carnal Knowledge, 1972). Need an actress to writhe in satin sheets and foam, then get sprayed by baked beans? Ann-Margretโs your girl (in Tommy, 1975). Need an actress to ride a large motorcycle in a thigh-high sweater dress and calf-high boots? Ann-Margretโs raring to go (in The Prophet, 1968). Need an actress who can shake her fringe top and miniskirt like a professional go-go dancer? Ann-Margret has that exact skill (in Appointment in Beirut, 1969). Need an actress you could cover in fluorescent paint and drag around a canvas like a human paintbrush while burly men in tribal garb howl and beat their bongos?
That was so Ann-Margretโs thing (in The Swinger, 1966). Need an actress to wear a bra at a photo shoot on a chilly day? Not her thing, man.
