

Oh, if only! Pam and Tommy have the extreme misfortune of appearing in the first celeb sex tape since the dawn of the internet-porn era. This month’s Penthouse will be next month’s recycling. The Penthouse cover is even newsier than the lawsuit, but the story has to die eventually. The sex-tape release sucked the lawsuit blew up in their faces.
WAS BARB WIRE A FLOP PATCH
It’s disappointing, but given they just played to a half-empty patch of pavement, I’m surprised that Tommy’s so surprised.Īt least, the Lees tell themselves, things can’t get worse.
WAS BARB WIRE A FLOP PLUS
Supposedly 2.7 million people have seen it, plus the X-rated stills inside, but truly how can that be the case? Are lad-mag circulation numbers in 1996 really on par with the current population of Lithuania? Conditions are deteriorating in Crüeville, too, where Tommy’s band was recently dumped from a vaguely defined MTV broadcast. Barb Wire is a flop, but the more immediate cause for Pam’s shunning is the June 1996 cover of Penthouse. Instead, different beautiful actresses - Kim Basinger and Elizabeth Hurley - get the parts.

She adores the part of Lynn Bracken, wants it even more than she wants the female lead in the new Mike Myers spy spoof, which she’s tipped to land. The show’s timeline is most loyally pegged to Pam’s pregnancy, and by June, she’s about to pop. “Girls, girls, girls / Long legs and burgundy lips.” “Girls, girls, girls / Dancing down on Sunset Strip.” As it turns out, Mötley Crüe did not release any music in 1996.

I wanted to know how the sex-tape scandal might be reflected in the music of a band whose most famous lyric is the word “girls” repeated three times, followed by descriptions of what some girls are like. Yearning to understand why Crüe might play a corner lot, I searched for their new album. The echo is intentional, but what does it signify that a fading rockstar is promoting records from the same strip mall where stolen images of his wife’s naked body are hawked from a car trunk? The familiar setting imbues the scene with the frisson of meaning, but not any actual, discernible meaning. It’s June 1996 and Mötley Crüe is hosting an intimate fan event in the same Tower Records parking lot where pirated copies of the pirated copy of the Pam and Tommy sex tape are usually available for sale.

(I did scream a little, but I could still scream more.) That Rand Gauthier eventually recognizes Pamela Anderson as an innocent victim is part of his undeserved and, I’d argue, unrealized redemption arc. They coveted his knockout of a wife they coveted his giant cock, which sadly stopped talking to him after episode two.Īnd Pam absolutely deserved more from Pam & Tommy, which promised vindication but ultimately reduced the fact of her personhood to some dude’s epiphany. It’s indisputably different to be the woman in a celebrity sex tape! Men admired Tommy when they watched that video. Pam deserved more from Tommy, whose inability to appreciate his wife’s perspective bordered on the sociopathic. She deserved more from the courts, which repeatedly sided with greedy men who profited off her tattered privacy. She deserved more from the strangers who devoured her sex tape despite its provenance.
