Given that this poor old movie might be surpassed for "feyness" only by the likes of William Shatner's Incubus, I hesitate to reveal that I watched TMC's entire presentation of it, through to the bitter end. I suppose I should really be embarrassed, moreover, that the reason I hung on, was none other than the fact that SHE cavorts in that rather clingy sheath for the entire length of the film. At least one other fan, though, admits to a rather lascivious interest the other star, the one without his shirt, (re: the 2009 thread above), so I probably won't be chastised for my insensitivity to Green Mansions' preciocities, and frankly salacious attraction to the incarnation(s) of A. Hepburn starring in it. I must say I was quite rapt with the way that shift stretches tight over her haunches as she scrambles up the rocks, and with the not infrequent display of wedgies, both fore and aft. Especially because there are basically no titillating scenes from the rest of her career, one quick shot of her in a swim suit beside the pool in Two for the Road notwithstanding. And, although I do love a skinny girl, IMHO, she is just a little healthier-looking in Green Mansions, and surely, she was very young. To my lasting chagrin, though, it's 2012, I'm 67, and I've never even heard of this bloody film. Thank the great movie spirits though, as usual, at TMC, for revealing to us new sides, as it were, of this eternal cutie-pie.
Review of Green Mansions
