Blog Posts about Emmanuelle Seigner

Although classy Brit babe Kristin Scott Thomas may look like she's actually getting royally rogered by her costar in the French drama Partir, the actress claims that no actual penetration occurred.

Kristin, who recently won the 'Best British Actress' award at the Evening Standard British Film Awards for her role in the movie responded to suggestions that she looks like she's getting a real hot beef injection or two in the scene, saying: "I can assure you straight away they were not real. At the time, I was interested in making a film about a mature woman, her emotions and her sexuality."

Kristin has been exploring these roles for quite some time, lezzing out with French beauty Emmanuelle Seigner in Roman Polanski's Bitter Moon back in 1994.

Describing what it's like to get naked in front of a camera and pretend to bang some actor (or actress), Kristin says you need "courage" and "choreography" and that "you feel like you're brave enough to do it and everyone else around you isn't. It's like jumping off a cliff." Or onto a small tree.

Maybe the sex in Partir isn't real, but Kristin's UK T&A are as real as they come!

For the week of August 11, 2009, Mr. Skin is bringing you the skinny on the hottest DVD releases a day early. These titles will hit store shelves tomorrow. Also on tap for tomorrow is the revelation of the final installment of Mr. Skin’s Top 100 Celebrity Nude Scenes of All Time. So gear up for some sizzling new nude scenes to make their way to your DVD player, then come back tomorrow to see us unveil the absolute crème-de-la-crème of celebrity nudity.

Mr. Skin’s DVD Pick of the Week
The Mysteries of Pittsburgh (2008)
STUDIO: Peace Arch Home Entertainment
NUDE: Sienna Miller (breasts, butt), Mena Suvari (breasts)
The coming-of-age flick The Mysteries of Pittsburgh (2008) stars Jon Foster as Art, a recent college graduate whose mobster father (Nick Nolte) is pressuring him to join the family business.

To commemorate the passing of George Carlin, one of comedy's greatest minds and most important innovators (and the first ever host of Saturday Night Live), I thought I'd ruminate on his most famous bit, "Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television." Interestingly, in nearly every case, each of the seven words describes something you can see on MrSkin.com! (Thanks Mr. Carlin)

Shit. For obvious reasons, there's none of this on the site. But if you're interested, check out the infamous last scene in the Mr. Skin Hall of Fame classic Pink Flamingos (1972).

Piss. Like the preceding word, this one is not on the site, although one still from Roman Polanski's Bitter Moon (1994) does show the painfully hot Emmanuelle Seigner about to perform the act on Peter Coyote's face.

Fuck. There's plenty of "fuck" on the pages of MrSkin.com. In fact, there's more than I can name. Just use "Real/Explicit Sex" as your search term and go to town.

Cunt. This one's equally easy. You can get started by checking out these Top Ten lists: Top 10 Hairiest Muffs, Top 10 Evas Who've Shown Beava, Top 10 Madges Who Show Vadges, and Top 10 Bush-Baring Asians. C-U Next Tuesday!

Cocksucker. This one isn't always an insult. Sometimes it's a gift from God. If you don't believe me, just check out the hardcore classic Deep Throat (1972).

Motherfucker. Another word that's not always an insult! Just take a look at the lucky motherfuckers in La Luna (1979), Spanking the Monkey (1994), and Taboo (1980).

Tits. This last dirty word is the site's sine qua non and if you can't find tits on MrSkin.com, you need to make sure you're using a computer and not an Atari 2600. Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits. Mr. Carlin, you leave us all in your debt.

Roman Polanski's life has, appropriately, been like something out of a movie. When he was a child, Roman's parents were sent to Nazi concentration camps and he was forced into the Krakow Ghetto. But Roman escaped and was hidden from the Nazis by a Catholic farmer who let him sleep in his barn. After the war, Roman went to film school and quickly made a name for himself as an arthouse director in Poland. In the 1960's, he went to England and made three of his most famous films, Repulsion (1965), Cul-de-Sac (1966), and The Fearless Vampire Killers (1967), where he met his future wife Sharon Tate. Then Roman moved to America and made the critically acclaimed horror movie Rosemary's Baby (1968). One year later, tragedy struck in the midst of success when Sharon Tate was murdered by the Manson family while eight months pregnant with his child. Roman continued making movies and directed his masterpiece, Chinatown, in 1976. But in 1979, Roman ran into scandal in the US when he pled guilty to unlawful sexual intercourse with a minor following an alleged champagne-and-quaalude-fueled sodomy session with 13-year old Samantha Gailey. To escape prison, the director returned to Paris, the city of his birth, and has never set foot on US soil again, not even when we won an Oscar for The Pianist (2002). But now, Samantha Gailey, his statutory rape victim, wants the whole thing over, saying of Polanski's flight from the States, "He did the right thing under the circumstances. He wasn't getting a fair shake." Roman's life has been ups and downs, but he's consistently provided us with incredible nudity in movies like Bitter Moon (1994), which features a fully nude Emmanuelle Seigner in bed with her les-be-friend Kristin Scott Thomas! When it comes to nudity, you can't keep a good Pole down!

With this year's Best Actress Oscar going to curvaceous croissant Marion Cotillard for her portrayal of bisexual French singer Edith Piaf in La Vie En Rose and French President Nicholas Sarkozy's marriage to often-nude polyamorous star-fucking supermodel Carla Bruni last month, my thoughts have turned to unreasonable hotness of French babes. This recent survey of the sexual habits of women in France shows a marked (and welcome) increase in the their sexual partners. The survey also reports that the age of their first sexual encounter has dropped from 19 in 1950 to 17 and a half today. Curiously, one in five French men have reported little to no interest in sex, which might mean that these increasingly horny Gallic gal-pals are going girl-groping in lieu of kissing frogs. As skin-ecdotal evidence of this trend, take a look at Ludivine Sagnier's latest film, Love Songs (2007), in which she has a panty-clad make-out scene with Vichy vag-itarian Clotilde Hesme. From Josephine Baker to Catherine Deneuve to Emmanuelle Seigner the funbags, fannies, and furburgers of French femmes have long put the dance in my pants. We love their wine, their cheese, and their ticklers. Why not import some of that liberte sexuelle?