Jan 25
Click for full imageJoachim’s Art Direction: “Raw adventure” — with a whip, in underwear, make sure there’s a rocket… you know what I mean… it’s science fiction.
Published 1974
(Rating: 8.95 out of 10)
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Joachim’s Art Direction: “Raw adventure” — with a whip, in underwear, make sure there’s a rocket… you know what I mean… it’s science fiction.
Published 1974
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January 25th, 2012 at 9:04 am
BARBARIANISM [noun] – The practice of hiring barbarians to work in a barber shop. See also: Dyslexia.
January 25th, 2012 at 9:06 am
They must be some kind of saints. Even though the woman’s halo looks a bit weird. But well, it’s SPACE. So, saints can practice S&M as much as they like. And maybe wear their own, state-of-the-art halos.
January 25th, 2012 at 9:06 am
A fantastic novel of space-age pandemics and raw poultry
SARS
by John Robert Russell
January 25th, 2012 at 9:08 am
A fantastic novel of space-age gullibility and raw maple syrup
SAP
by John Robert Russell
January 25th, 2012 at 9:09 am
Either their heads are huge, or they are really tiny people.
January 25th, 2012 at 9:10 am
In space, no one can find a pair of shoes.
January 25th, 2012 at 9:12 am
The book cover that made John Norman realize what he wanted to write about for the rest of his life.
January 25th, 2012 at 10:23 am
This is what happens when you forget your safe word – you have to go to the shops like that. Does she tie him to the railing outside while she buys milk?
January 25th, 2012 at 10:29 am
That backdrop is cut out from sheets of cardboard. This must be a barbarian floor-show at the space age raw adventure club.
January 25th, 2012 at 11:06 am
‘Ah, Mitchell, love. Come in, come in. Something to drink? Smoke? No? Well, I’ll help myself. Yes, I should say I’m in a good mood. You’ve a modeling job. Time to show off that body you’ve been working on these last few years, my boy! Especially those legs. What? Shaved them? Oh, no-one will mind. Right, the particulars. Ah, is leather underwear all right with you? Your own? Splendid! Even better. Now, Mr. Moll would you like you to strike a pose that says, “Somebody should be standing right there in that spot to take the tessellation away from the Mistress.”…my God, Mitchell, you’ve hit it AGAIN!’
January 25th, 2012 at 11:29 am
Not tonight girl- I’m playing air guitar. Did you make your hat out of the wallpaper?
January 25th, 2012 at 11:38 am
Could’ve been worse — it could’ve been one of those ’80s wallpapers in the background. Now that would’ve made your eyes bleed.
January 25th, 2012 at 5:28 pm
So space-age barbarians pillage pants but leave the belts behind?
January 25th, 2012 at 9:21 pm
Good grief, sir.
January 25th, 2012 at 11:00 pm
You know what buddy? If you’re gonna look at the rocketship like that, could you at least put your hands somewhere else?
January 26th, 2012 at 12:59 am
I “like” his I’m holding a guitar, I mean chain, pose… hahaha
January 26th, 2012 at 1:01 am
A.R.Yngve — wow — you really were inspired to make some scathing comments — I accidentally spit out some food at “A fantastic novel of space-age pandemics and raw poultry”… hehe
January 27th, 2012 at 4:56 am
Great, we got an underwear-clad woman whipping a chained man who at first glance appears to be fiddling with himself, while off in the distance a rocket blasts off into space.
Because nothing says “Exciting futuristic barbarism!” like peeking in on some couple’s first BDSM session in time to catch them both with that look that one gets at the exact moment when they realize that their fantasy in action has turned out to be just uncomfortably awkward and boring for everyone involved.
February 1st, 2012 at 8:00 pm
He’s playing air guitar to “Like A Virgin”.