I’m about to spend three days in the company of Madam Satan. I will watch this. I will read about and try to find the words to explain this gown. It’s about the gaze, a wonderful fabric called Nude Souffle and the vision both Adrian and DeMille shared. A weekend of nudity, pre-Hayes Code and cracking feminist film crit. Its about a random act of … Continue reading Madam Satan and a man called Adrian