While the summer crush has its moments, the rites of autumn offer more to savor: a nip of scotch on a breezy fairway, the first whiff of woodsmoke and weekends spent rutting at home. Fall means football—and Playboy's annual college issue. This year we've invited broadcaster Al Michaels into the booth with us. Michaels is used to hosting parties with millions of guests. He's announced Monday Night Football for longer than original MNF mouth Howard Cosell. Now, with John Madden joining Michaels at the mike, the new season promises to be MNF's best in years. In this month's Playboy Interview with Kevin Cook, Al shows why he's as sly as his pickled mentor Cosell and funnier than Dennis Miller. When it comes to college ball, we have our own ace of an analyst—five-tool editor Gary Cole. Envied for his day job as Photo Director, Cole is famous as our Sports Editor for his uncanny knack at predicting. Last year he pegged Miami as national champion (despite having a rookie coach), and in this year's Playboy's Pigskin Preview he hones in on the return of a national powerhouse. The individual guys to watch are on Playboy's All-America Team, photographed this year by Richard Izui. At the same time, a merry band of photographers went tailbaiting across the Midwest for our other all-America team, Girls of the Big 12. True harbingers of autumn, their panties have flown south for the winter.
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On January 8, 1977 in the town of Latina, just outside Rome, a girl was born who would grow up to be MANUELA ARCURI. Her beginnings were humble, but her flowering maturity—as you can see—is not. An Italian friend writes: "She has for a couple of years been the most famous and sexy actress in Italy and also Spain. She is 25 years old. Her calendar this year sold 1.2 million copies. She is the most wanted and the most down-loaded from Internet sites by Italians in offices. More than 70 percent use Manuela as a screen-saver on their personal computers at home." So here she is, in most of her Italian glory, the one who causes such heavy downloads. We hope she gives Italy the boot and comes our way real soon.
When Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood was first advertised earlier this summer, its fate was determined instantly: To most male observers, this was a chick flick. It boasted a large female cast and promised to deal with emotions that grow from relationships with family and friends. No car chases, no explosions, no monsters, no gratuitous nudity. (You can check with Joe Bob Briggs for a more extensive list of macho movie ingredients.) Another movie, opening this month, dares to call itself A Guy Thing. Whether or not this romantic comedy, which co-stars two of the most attractive young women in film, Julia Stiles and Selma Blair, lives up to its name remains to be seen. I have a hunch that because the movie has romance at its core, it will have great appeal to women. On the other hand, 51st State features the lissome British actor Emily Mortimer in an uncharacteristic action mode opposite Samuel L. Jackson. So, should women dodge this film?
Austin Powers in Goldmember Mike Myers is a funny guy, but the best ingredients in this series have been wrung dry by now. All that's left are product placements and a hilarious opening sequence that's impossible to top. [rating]2 bunnies[/rating]
Bebe Neuwirth. The role of a seductive older woman in Tadpole fits you perfectly. "It's funny and gratifying to hear you say that, because when I read the part and talked to the director, I had absolutely no idea who this woman was. It was helpful when I saw the clothes, when I knew how my hair and makeup were going to be. And I just tried to do what my acting teacher said, and put my attention on the other people, say the words, and just trust it." You always project a feeling of confidence. Do you see yourself that way? "No, I don't. I think people who have a sense of humor, people with low voices and high foreheads [laughs], all these things evoke a certain feeling." Does that typecast you? "The only problem is that rarely do you see those female characters in a classic romantic situation in a film." Have you ever regretted turning down a part? "I don't think so. I've certainly turned down some things that I thought were hellacious, and I have thrown scripts across the room! A lot of them made a whole lot of money, but I didn't regret my decision." Speaking of great female roles, did you enjoy doing taming of the shrew? "It was absolutely fantastic. That's what I want to do!" Having starred in Kiss of the Spider Woman in London, shouldn't you be capitalizing on this summer's Spider-Man movie? "Oh, like Spider Woman, the Torture Musical? I'd love to play a superhero. I'm not a high-fashion model, so I can't be a Bond woman, but I would love to be a bad woman like Lotte Lenya in From Russia With Love."
"I love the 1939 French movie La Règle du Jeu (Rules of the Game), which is like Gosford Park set in an old château," says actor Michael York. "It's a wonderful observation of human society, with Jean Renoir as the cool center. I regularly see François Truffaut's La Nuit Américaine (Day for Night). It's told with such heart and empathy. One of the first films I saw was Laurence Olivier's Henry V. It mesmerized me—a patriotic epic told in golden language with glorious images of knights charging into battle to a great William Walton score, itself as famous as the film."
Baz Luhrmann does not inspire neutrality—people either love or hate his work. Moulin Rouge, for example, was so rich in detail and so operatically over the top that many viewers' eyeballs gave out after the first 45 minutes. On the other hand, he is a whip-smart filmmaker with a deep knowledge of movie history. The Red Curtain Trilogy DVD boxed set contains Moulin Rouge, Romeo and Juliet and Strictly Ballroom, plus a slew of extras. It shows off Luhrmann's playful agility with an art form for which he has enormous respect.
It's October and our thoughts turn to Halloween horror heroes. But not the usual kind of movie monsters—no, the feature creatures we have in mind are hot and female. You wouldn't mind getting eaten by one of these.
Video wallpaper fans, rejoice! Koyaanisqatsi, director Godfrey Reggio's 1982 collaboration with cinematographer Ron Fricke and composer Philip Glass, can now be savored in all its hyperkinetic glory on DVD (MGM, $20). A narrative-free 87-minute New Age trip movie, Koyaanisqatsi takes its name from the Hopi word that means "life out of balance" and, as video wallpaper, it's perfect. Time-lapse images of natural phenomena—clouds, waterfalls, desertscapes—contrast strikingly with images of production lines churning out products, all tuned perfectly to Glass' minimalism. The message could not be more clear: Will you look at what we're doing to the planet with all our technology, for goodness' sake? If you can overlook all the know-how involved in delivering this message to your high-definition screen, you're probably ready for Powaqqatsi, Reggio's 1988 sequel, also freshly available on DVD (MGM, $20). Another collaboration with Glass, working this time with cinematographers Graham Berry and Leonidas Zourdoumis, the Hopi phrase at the core of this navel-gazer's delight means "life in transformation." Timed for the October 2002 release of Reggio's next film in the trilogy, Naqoyqatsi, the first two films are available packaged together (MGM, $30). If you are more repulsed by globalization after viewing the films, splendid. We just like to look at the pictures.
Standing in the Shadows Department: Their music is famous though their names are not: The Funk Brothers put the backbeat into countless hits. Look for the film Standing in the Shadows of Motown, in which the musicians return to Studio A at Hitsville to reenact and reminisce. Reeling and Rocking: Paul Oakenfold is scoring Psychoville, the Jude Law movie.... Jennifer Lopez will play a psychiatrist to superheroes in a comedy called Shrink.... The BBC aired a documentary on the Mathers family, and we don't mean that kid who played the Beaver.
A Quarter Century after emerging from Cleveland to alter the course of rock and roll, Pere Ubu still cranks out incredible records. St. Arkansas (Spin Art) is anchored by a relentless rhythm section, and David Thomas has never sounded better.
If you want to score with our September Cyber Girl, Jessica Lauren, keep your legs closed. For five years Jessica was on a soccer team, and her gams are lethal. She likes men who have stellar hands. "It's a fetish," she says. "I love strong hands. I like to imagine nice hands on my body." To see more of Jess, visit cyber.playboy.com.
Welcome to stolen money, U.S.A., home of our supposedly honest and transparent stock markets, where Mr. and Ms. America have seen the value of their portfolios shrink by $7 trillion in less than three years in an orgy of hype, fraud and theft. The fix was in, orchestrated by more than a handful of our nation's corporate leaders, CPAs, stockbrokers, financial analysts, investment bankers, media cheerleaders and toothless government watchdogs (as well as scores of other well-dressed, smooth-talking executives on parade). To make matters worse, those market insiders pumped a universe of hot air into the stock market bubble every day for several years until the bubble finally burst. But it didn't burst before the slicksters walked away with humongous profits, while the little guys saw their pension plans and jobs and savings disappear like the snows of yesteryear.
How long does it take for the average 26-year-old to regain an erection after he comes? I'd like to have multiple orgasms, but it seems like it takes forever for my cock to get hard again.—C.C., Lincoln, Nebraska
Alert! The American Family Association is "livid about lingerie." According to a recent news story, it has launched two new websites, OneMillionMoms.com and OneMillionDads.com (in no way related to the marchers of the same name, nor it seems, to a couple of million actual humans), and declared war on Madison Avenue.
The First Amendment reads: "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press, or the right of the people peaceably to assemble and to petition the government for a redress of grievances." It looks simple, but many Americans still struggle with what it means. We last conducted this exercise in August 1999. The rules are the same. Consider each of the following cases and cast your vote: free speech or not free speech. Once you vote, we'll tell you what those in power decided.
The Museum of Sex was scheduled to open in late September in Manhattan. The images here are from its inaugural exhibit, NYC Sex: How New York City Transformed Sex in America, which examines issues ranging from the city's first sex scandal to former mayor Rudy Giuliani's cleanup of Times Square. From left: A 1966 Charles Gate-wood photo from his first swingers' party, a Mae West–inspired Tijuana bible called Hook-Shop Kate; a pony girl watercolor from the fetish journal Bizarre and a dancer at the Harmony Theater. You'll find more information on the web at museum ofsex.com or by phoning 212-689-6337.
Do you believe in destiny? Two years ago Al Michaels got two new partners in the ABC Monday Night Football booth—Dan Fouts, a fledgling broadcaster, and Dennis Miller, a comedian who had attended only one pro football game. Michaels, the consummate play-by-play man, did his job, but he knew that MNF had hit a new low. And now—boom!—here comes his reward, a weekly date with the great one. This month John Madden joins Michaels every Monday night. They are a match made in football heaven, a duo that could make TV's number one sports show bigger than ever. "John and I are going to click," Michaels says. "We can't wait to get going."
A Bartender friend says he sees it night after night: A great-looking woman meets some guy–not Benicio Del Toro, not a stand-up comic, not even an heir to a beverage empire–and something he says convinces her that it's time to screw. Sometimes they make it only to the car before they are overcome with lust, and then they're back in the bar, looking obvious and thirsty. But each time the drama is tender and irresistible and follows a certain arc along which the guy, and always the guy. Has about a hundred opportunities to fuck up. Will he get a shot at life-affirming intimacy, no matter how anonymous or brief? Or will she suddenly realize she'd rather be home getting stoned watching "Wuthering Heights" with a battery-powered Johnny Wadd stuffed in her pajamas? It all depends on how well he reads the signs.
Summer break is overrated. Returning to school means more than back to the books. It means back to the kegs and the tailgates. And, with a bit of style, it means back to the babes. The fun thing to wear to morning class used to be a crumpled pajama top. Not anymore. The comfortable roominess is still here, but classroom looks have more urban bounce now. Classics like sweats and jeans are updated with beat-savvy details and bold colors—these days the best are the brightest. Wake up too late to wash your hair? Replace your Mets hat with a cool cap.
John lennon once said, "Before Elvis, there was nothing." What's after Elvis? Rock and roll. He'll always be the rebel in leather, and it's his music that endures. Elvis 1: 30 #1 Hits, a compilation of his number one singles (and Elvis: Today, Tomorrow and Forever, a commemorative boxed set of previously unreleased tracks), celebrates his gold and platinum awards. If you can't make the pilgrimage to Graceland, we'll show you here what made the king a king. All of these items were collected by Mr. Presley himself.
Teri Harrison is the product of two different cultures, but the 21-year-old Florida native relishes her diversity. "My mom is Japanese and my father is German," she says. "I have six sumo wrestler-looking uncles and a tiny Japanese grandmother, so I stick out like a Q-Tip in family pictures. Sushi and bratwurst—that's my life!" Teri moved out of her mother's home when she was 14 and soon started modeling. "I was a horrible child," she confesses, "but now my mom brags about everything I do, and we're much closer." Teri briefly studied psychology at a local college. "It made me feel whacked out. I didn't know myself at that point, and certainly wasn't able to figure out anyone else," she says. She then moved with her boyfriend, a Kansas City Royals player, to the Midwest. She hated it. "It is inhumane to be in an environment that is 120 degrees in the summer with 100 percent humidity," she says. "I even saw a freaking tornado across the street from my house!"
Que-Linda sells cosmetics to housewives and teenagers at the Rite Aid. She wears a stiff blue apron over her pretty clothes and smiles a lot and hands out perfume samples and baby-size tubes of lip gloss. She makes the best of things. She does what she can.
A robot in every home sounds like a pipe dream, but the day when a sexy machine cleans your condo isn't far off. With highspeed processors and inexpensive memory chips, several companies are developing a variety of robots for the home and workplace. These go beyond robotic dogs or the remote-control toasters of death on BattleBots. Consumer robots walk on two legs, read your e-mail aloud, move furniture and even sing and dance.
If you love college football, 2002 is your year. There are 14 Saturdays this season, enabling the NCAA to put an extra (in most cases, 12th) game on its schedule of Division IA teams. That's roughly 117 more college football games this fall. Allowing an average three hours per game, you'll have 351 more hours in front of the tube. Not counting bowl games, the potential for college football viewing will be close to 4000 hours. Recorded end to end on your Tivo, that's nearly six months of nonstop football viewing pleasure, almost enough to get you through to the 2003 season.
Jamie Oliver swears he didn't set out to become a television chef. He was just tending the stove in a London restaurant. "I was making pasta and tying up a big pork roast while a documentary was being filmed. I was in the background." The footage "went out a couple of months later on the telly." He was seen and asked to do his own show. The offer immediately went to his head. "I became very bossy and cocky. Everyone was trying to get me to cook in a studio, and I wanted to cook in my house. I wanted to be less chefy. Chefs can scare the hell out of the public."
To Most People, the Big 12 means smash-mouth football. But to us, it means all-American girls and all-night parties. With the pregame festivities and the postgame keggers, you have to train like a linebacker to keep up. But don't get the wrong idea—this is a conference where the girls look even better without your beer goggles. Last year Nebraska and Colorado were involved in a numbers crunch for a trip to the Rose Bowl. But with girls like these on campus, it's hard to believe Big 12 teams leave home at all—even for a top bowl berth. One note about campus style: You may think you're not in Kansas anymore—in fact, judging by the lack of underbrush, this could be Brazil.
John Dempsey once said, "Half the men in the country, if they had a choice, would be cartoonists. It's gratifying work. People love cartoons." People, especially Playboy readers, loved Dempsey's cartoons. The magazine has included one in virtually every issue since December 1954. His characters—sleepy-eyed, amplitudinous girls, carrot-nosed, mustached men—were drawn with zestful wit and wry empathy.
Below is a list of retailers and manufacturers you can contact for information on where to find this month's merchandise. To buy the apparel and equipment shown on pages 34, 36, 49–50, 92–97, 120–122 and 167, check the listings below to find the stores nearest you.
On a Chicago afternoon in 1962, Hugh Hefner told Playboy's then–Editorial Director A.C. Spectorsky he wanted to launch an interview feature that would treat subjects in unusual depth. In the office inventory was a half-finished interview with Miles Davis, a sometimes raging document about being black in America. It was originally commissioned for Show Business Illustrated, an entertainment magazine Hefner had recently folded. The interviewer was a struggling writer named Alex Haley.
Here's cool save-your-ass-in-the-wilderness gear that can function in the boonies and keep you on top in urban jungles, too. Aladdinpower's handheld generator will resurrect a dead cell-phone battery in Patagonia or at your bedside back home. It also can revive an MP3 player, a PDA and most other devices powered by rechargeable batteries. No need to charge Excalibur Electronics' Forever Flashlight. Shake it for 15 to 30 seconds and you'll have a bright beam for five minutes. Small titanium knives are lighter and stronger than some full-size blades. Spyderco's Titanium Salsa is great outdoors and light enough to carry in your suit-coat pocket. Rain is no fun when you're camping, and getting lost is worse. The five-mile range of Motorola's Talkabout T7200 two-way radios can keep you and your hiking buddies together, and the weather-reception feature offers storm and emergency alerts. Suunto calls its watches "wristop computers." The X6 HR tracks your heart rate and has an altimeter and barometer. Leatherman's Juice XE-6 is a pocket-size toolbox equipped to open beers or saw kindling, while Colibri's Quantum GPI lighter features a compass and thermometer. Your Palm Pilot can double as a global positioning system device with vehicle navigator capabilities if you use the Magellan GPS attachment and software. Each of these items will fit easily in your pocket, but if you want to tote them, use Ortlieb's padded, waterproof Sling-It bag.