[Regarding: My brother-in-law
is very tolerant]
Sounds like a Europorno. This wednesday in manhattan Lynne
and I attended the kickoff party for HBO's Autopsy 6.
Lynne has styled for the series since it's inception. Dr. Baden the
forensic pathologist is the unlikely star. The new episode was compelling
and gorey, especially in large-screen.
Tattinger flowed liberally, the shrimp was rubbery, but the cookies
were thankfully great.
The show was in the same format as the previous 5, with an intro from
Baden,followed by murder case vignettes. There was a grotesque salad of
A severed hand floating in a lagoon leads to an overweight practitioner
of voodoo, and fashion victim.
A physician so in love with a patient suffering
and dying from Tuberculosis, that he lives with here corpse until they
were seperated by the authorites years later. They discover her decayed,
perfumed, partially repaired remains, with beautiful deathmask and vaginal
tube intact. His love for her was greater still it seemed, for when
his own corpse was discovered, many years later in his late 70's, he clasped
a lifesized doll, wearing the deathmask of his lost love. In this, her
third and final death, she was still very beautiful.
To these stories add a mass wife-murderer, and a homicidally jealous
rodeo queen, a night to remember.