
You’ve probably heard by now, but it’s true: Sylvia Kristel, a woman best known for playing Emmanuelle on late-night Skinemax, has died. She was a woman who embonered a generation. (*skirts lotion on ground*)
Dutch actress Sylvia Kristel, who starred as a sexually liberated housewife in the 1970s erotic movie “Emmanuelle,” has died of cancer at age 60.
“Emmanuelle,” the story of a sexually adventurous young model and her husband on a trip to Thailand, became as big a worldwide sensation in the 1970s as E.L. James’ “Fifty Shades of Grey” has in recent months. The softcore French film was that country’s highest-grossing release of 1974 and became so popular with female French moviegoers that Columbia Pictures decided to distribute the movie in the U.S. “Emmanuelle” ultimately grossed $100 million worldwide, according to the Internet Movie Database — an exceptional sum for any film of its day and very rare for one with an X rating.
The French picture spawned seven film sequels — four of them starring Kristel — and TV movie spinoffs. But while the original “Emmanuelle” catapulted the actress to international fame, she never became a household name in America. [Chicago Tribune]
Kristel told De Volkskrant, “love dictated what I did,” saying her former partner, Belgian author Hugo Claus, persuaded her to star in “Emmanuelle.”
“He said, ‘Thailand, that’s nice, we’ve never been there and anyway the film will never come out in the Netherlands so you won’t put your mother to shame,’” Kristel said. “In the end, 350 million people saw it worldwide.” [LATimes]
I always assumed it was Emmanuelle that inspired the long-running Seinfeld gag about Rochelle Rochelle – “one woman’s erotic journey from Milan to Minsk.” Anyway, I think it was Super director James Gunn who put it best:
All males who grew up on Skinimax will wear our dicks at half mast in honor of Sylvia ‘Emmanuellle’ Kristel, who passed away last night. RIP
— James Gunn (@JamesGunn) October 18, 2012
You can see a thorough, uncensored (NSFW) biography here. I can’t remember which San Francisco comedian I heard say this, but jerking off to a dead chick is known as “Ghostbusting.”



Ghostbusting requires mourning wood.
Well played.
Ah yes, the days of watching porn through the lines on tv…
Today’s youth have no idea what we’d go through back then just to see a boob in the top right corner of our tv screen.
Yep, this old timer does tend to tell a yarn or two about porn of yore. Now get off on my lawn!
When I was your age, I had to jackoff to purple and green tits scrambled across the screen like some kind of fucking Picasso painting. You kids don’t know how good you have it.
I remember when I figured out that the scrambled channel came in for just a second when you first switched to it, so if you flipped back and forth real fast…well anyway, that’s how I became ambidextrous…
then came the magical free weekend of Skinimax or HBO’s with Real Sex 7
You guys never learned the UHF trick? I distinctly remember that if you ran your cable line right into the back of the TV, the premium channels would show up in the UHF band. Then you could mess with the tuner to partially unscramble the image. I’ll never forget the night I somehow balanced the switch between two channels and Skinemax came in clear as a bell, I thought I was going to need skin grafts.
Fuck whoever fixed the balanced between two channels bug. What’s weird is that it only worked for Cinemax. It didn’t work for HBO. Maybe it wasn’t a bug but an Easter Egg.
As soon as I heard this news I immediately went to the internets to download the original. You know, out of respect.
*skeet skeet*
Tonight, when I cry while masturbating, it’ll be out of mourning, not the normal reasons.
Very sad. Will someone hand me a Kleenex?
*ahem*
Fond memories, but what the hell was up with that acupuncture scene anyway?
Nothing like chemo to make you long for the days when your worst injections were hot beef. She’s in a better place.
Ah, Emmanuelle. That’s where I learned that you were supposed to put your weiner right through the pubic hair. An older kid told me it was lower, but I knew better.
Fighting through the bush is not really an issue for kids nowadays.
I have never seen the original(s), however the later Emmanuelle incarnation starred the mind-bogglingly beautiful Krista Allen in her prime (and before George Clooney defiled her). My god, she was amazing.
So pardon me for not caring about this.
In the 1890s, actresses didn’t wear skimpy clothing. In the 1990s, actresses didn’t take big fat gooey wads to the face. Some things are better left to the imagination.
The 1890′s were sexy as hell! I love women who don’t tweeze their eyebrows….
Great call on Rochelle Rochelle, Vince. Are you a big Seinfeld fan?
I don’t know, I think kids today are pretty lucky to have someone like Kristen Stewart to fantasize about…
I mean, Kate Upton! Yeah, Kate Upton! I swear I never fantasize about Kristen Stewart. Except when she tackles that cougar…rawr…
Not to speak ill of the dead, but I always preferred The Young Lady Chatterly to Emmanuelle.
Wasn’t Adam West in one of them movies? Hope he remembered the “Pubic crabs repellent Batspray”…
Wow. That’s bring back a fuzzy edge of memory image. I think I’m mentally still blocking wherever this is leading to.
Can I still jerk off to her? Or is that necrophilia?
Tonight I will sadly wank to Emmanuelle as I use to do with the audio off.