What happens to a gorgeous young girl when all her life schoolyard wits have been calling her Triple Horny? If she's something like Tulsa, Oklahoma's Jeanne Tripplehorn, she takes her terrific tapered legs, scintillating sculpted ass, breathtaking breasts, and drop-dead face to Hollywood. Once in the city of glitz, she commits her heavenly goods to celluloid in one of the most sex-drenched blockbusters in box-office history, leaving the busters back home to be forever triple horny. Given a second viewing, Basic Instinct (1992) discloses itself to be a Jeanne Tripplehorn vehicle. Her brown-tipped boobs swing and sway all the way out of their busted bra. Her torso is pawed and her neck chomped. She's bent butt-up over the back of a sofa, flesh bare except for stockings and garters, and endures a smart round of spank therapy. And then she shows skin never more. Jeanne has yet to follow up her auspicious skinema debut. Her ass appears to appear in Waterworld (1995). Alas, the illusion is created by a bun double. And her marital couplings with polygamist Bill Paxton on the HBO hit Big Love often contain nary a glimpse other than unsavory man ass. Please, Jeanne, give us more. The busters back in Tulsa have suffered enough.