Last night on MSNOW I heard the astute observations of Corncob Johnny, a corn grower in Ohio. Two hours ago I invent a scenario for the secret mission Starfish is conducting out of her secret cave in an old gold mine above Blue River.
The Royal Janitor may be the most prophetic literature ever written, that leaves Nostradamus – in my wake! Ukrainian Drone Pilots are being summoned to many parts of the world in order to create a defense against Iranian drones.
Then there is the firing of Cowgirl Home Girl. Then – California is being threatened by drones. It is all coming together.
What Starfish has done, is gather together a secret cartel of farmers and cowboys to make…..HOMEGROWN DRONES….out of mashed cornhusks and cowhides, that are stretched over the wings. A polymer is added to the mash. A new explosive is made from fertilizer. Every drone made (for sale to world militaries) is branded by Starfish with the….
WINGED S
“Where do you get your strandge ideas?” asks Victoria.
“I AM……NEHUSHTHAN
“I see!” said Victoria, with awe, that she knew she had married a nut, but, never went to the core of her deep rooted religious beliefs.
The image is described in the Book of Numbers, where Yahweh instructed Moses to erect it so that the Israelites who saw it would be cured and be protected from dying from the bites of the “fiery serpents“, which Yahweh had sent to punish them for speaking against him and Moses (Numbers 21:4–9).
According to 2 Kings 18:4, King Hezekiah instituted an iconoclastic reform: “He abolished the shrines, smashed the pillars, and cut down the sacred post. He also broke into pieces the bronze serpent that Moses had made, for until that time, the Israelites had been offering sacrifices to it; it was called Nehushtan.”[1] Historical findings have also shown that the utilization of bronze serpents was not unique. In several Canaanite cities there were discoveries of the cultic use of these objects. It may have represented traces of an older practice associated with medicine and healing, that was also not restricted to the Levant.[2]
Today is July 22, 2027. I just got up, turned in the news, and saw what a Russian drone factory looks like. A Russian gives thanks to his leaders for having the foresight to understand it would be….
“A WAR OF DRONEs!”
Spooky Noodles has sworn there are important people reading my blog – and react! This is a compliment. My neighbor shouted I was a psychopath by what she reads in this blog. She is a nurse who was dismissed from eh Johnson Unit where she worked for many years – dealing with the insane. I asked her why she was dismissed. She refused to say, saying those records are – sealed!
Secular and religious history is full of accounts of people being harassed for claiming they are – A PROPHET! Royal Rosamond Press will publish some of these accounts, because, what other weapons are there yet to be made, that someone with foresight might already be aware of, but is afraid to reveal because a neighbor is suggesting they will be
“LOCKED UP IN A LUNATIC WARD”
I created Miriam Starfish Christling in answer to my menacing critics, such as Alley Valkyrie. She too honed in on my claims I was a prophet. I claimed my church is in South Africa, and I am a
“ZULU NAZARITE”
Come to think of it, I exposed a Russian who said he was in the U.S. Navy and posted pics on his Facebook. I told him one looks like a Russian Naval base. He unfriended me! Take note these drones are used to bomb and terrorize citizens in their homes – while they sleep! Iran is given credit for sharing their technology with Russia. This is..
DRONE TERRORISM
I asked my neighbor why she never called Cahoots to come help me while I’m having a n (alleged) psychotic episode. She said
“It will take more than Cahoots to get you out of here!”
I asked her if she thought our old neighbor Cheryl was insane. She refused to answer. I now suspect she believes I called 911 on her, and, she is hell bent on wanting to see me dragged OUT OF HERE
……kicking and screaming! I have been on the bus with Ken Kesey. I have called this woman
NURSE RATCHET
THE WARD WARS
She knows I am authoring my autobiography! This post is going into my Companion Book, so my readers can see what its like to write a James Bond Novel – or two. I wrote a Colombo-like detective book, using this woman as a model, and she had me show it to her mother.
BINGO! I will have James locked up in a Russian Psyche Ward where a 400 pound Nashi Nurse tries to break Bond’s will, and destroy his mind…..forever! Will Nurse Tanya employ LSD?
Bond Trips out and plays masterful mind ganes with..
THE GARGANTUEN GASLIGHTER
Im now going to try and sell my detective story ‘Kimbo and Wade’. I might make Wade around twenty-five years of age – and he looks like Columbo’s grandson. Kimbo runs away from her home in Telavi, and becomes a Zulu Nazarite. As a detective team, they come to Springfield Oregon and investigate what became of….
An idea for Quibi ten minute movie based upon real life – if you want to call it that. This is like a Sam Spade story of a large woman out for revenge after she felt she was rejected for her obesity.
John Presco a.k.a. Doc Savage
Copyrght 2020
Kim Haffner wanted to see me dragged off to the Johnson Unit where she worked. She told me she thought our neighbor was insane. She was thrilled at the idea I would go to the JU instead of Cheryl. She wanted all our neighbors to see me taken away in a straight jacket, like Cheryl! This was some sort of Women’s Revenge and Transference. Cheryl will be made whole while I am being hit with a shot of thorazine in a padded cell.
If you took a survey, 99% of males would say the last thing they want is a crazy woman to come to their door – and go crazy! After Kim movied in, she noticed our neighbor – was crazy! Kim Hafner complained about the glitter Cheryl threw all over our stairs, claiming we like the glitter. Kim said it was all over her carpet. I told her about the horrific pounding noise I got from time and suggested this was being done to get my attention. Kim said she understood, having worked on the John Unit.
After twenty minutes of crashing and banging, I called Kim and had her call Cheryl. I heard her phone ring, but, Cheryl did not pick up. Five minutes later, I hear this scraping sound at my door, I open it and Cheryl collapses and falls inside my home. She is screaming
Many writers end up isolated like Pynchon. When we manage to get away from our keyboards, often our story, and, material gathering go with. Ideas pop up out of nowhere. My neighbor Kim would take me shopping. We would discuss some of the nutty inexplicable things going on in our appartment complex. I thought Kim had a sharp mind. I compared us to Detectives. Later, the old Colombo came to mind, and I thought this show needed to be revived for the new generation. I came up with Kimbo and Wade. Here is the first ‘Walk-on’ of Ian Fleming. I was in trance a lot.
In September of 2018, I proposed a remake of Columbo. I am now going to do a treatment of The Rockford Files that my kin Harlee McBride appeared in. Royal taught Erle Stanley Gardener to write and type. Erle created Perry Mason starring Raymond Burr who wanted my art in his gallery. As a New Year Resolution, I’m going to join the Script Writer’s Guild. My connections give me an advantage. I have not formed a partnership with anyone.
The Kimbo and Wade Show Posted on September 1, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press
Many writers end up isolated like Pynchon. When we manage to get away from our keyboards, often our story, and, material gathering go with. Ideas pop up out of nowhere. My neighbor Kim would take me shopping. We would discuss some of the nutty inexplicable things going on in our appartment complex. I thought Kim had a sharp mind. I compared us to Detectives. Later, the old Colombo came to mind, and I thought this show needed to be revived for the new generation. I came up with Kimbo and Wade. Here is the first ‘Walk-on’ of Ian Fleming. I was in trance a lot.
Too bad non-writers want to hog the show, take over your efforts and make them their own. Instead of me proudly showing off Snyder’s book to Kim and her people, I hide the evil slanderous thing. I wanted Kim to give me a fresh perspective, and tell me I had a reason to doubt many facts. I got just the opposite. Kim Hafner went over to the dark side.
What Kim did was make her the Mother Goose of my Secret Self and Forbidden Information that she fed to her chicklings. She is Nurse Ratched. They played amateur psychiatrist. They wanted MORE. She pretended to be my friend, but, was spying on me. This is what executor Sydney Morris set up when he sold my sister’s creative legacy to a outsider who pretended to be – like family! A world famous woman artist lost control of HER INFOMATION. Her 276 page autobiography was – disappeared. She was made out to be a dangerous psychotic. My nieces Inheritance – was destroyed! With the help of Liz and Fleming, it rises from the ashes!
I disavow any collaboration or relationship with Kim Hafner.
John Presco 007
Copyright 2018
Columbo’s Flaws, Fears and Phobias
Fictional heroes often seem invincible because they are so mentally and physically flawless. James Bond is not just clever: he is also agile and strong, and totally without fear – the picture of mental and physical perfection. Even Mike Hammer, a relatively brutish slug, has no major mental or bodily shortcomings.
Kimbo And Wade Posted on May 10, 2017by Royal Rosamond Press
Kimbo and Wade
The Tale of the Lost Cellphone
by
Jon Presco
Copyright 2017
KIMBO
Detective Sargent Kimbo O’Connorstien, looked young for her age. If you have to know, she is thirty-eight. When she was sixteen she used a fake Israeli passport she purchased from Hamas, to enter the Miss America Beauty Pageant, held in New York in 1996. While changing in the dressing room, she was accosted by a man whom she wants to remain anonymous. He abused her. He shamed her. He made her believe she was not worthy. She came to believe being beautiful put her on the wrong path, the path to meet The Big Bad Wolf’.
After discovering her beautiful interior, she changed her outward appearance. This was more than a protest, and a show of rebellion. At eighteen she was known as the World’s Foremost Skeptic. She was Queen of the Trolls on the internet. Facebook became her Killing Field. When she was banned, she came back as a new persona. Her most lethal character was Lily Mae Rosamond, country redneck woman. She was a cyber castrator. She lured beer-guzzling hog-men from Arkansas, to their doom. She was Jail Bait From Hell. She took no prisoners!
Kinbo O’Conerstein was born in a Kibbutz to Sean O’Conner, and Susanne Finkelstein. Sean was an IRA Bomber who lost his core identity when peace was made in Northern Ireland. Looking for more trouble to get himself into, he moved to Israel. That’s when he saw her out his window. Captain Susanne was chasing a dozen Palestinian boys down a narrow road, all by herself. They had hit her with a rock. Her platoon did not follow her as she charged into them. Now, they had her cornered in a dead end. They all had a rock in their hand, a dozen more at their feet. That’s when Sean ran down the stairs, and put his body between the boys, and, the woman he would soon marry.
“Let he without sin, cast the first stone!”Sean shouted, his green Irish eyes all ablaze with passion that had been handed down for fifty generations. The boys marveled at his thick accent, his bravery, his……I will never back down………resolve! And one by one, they dropped their rocks and went home to have some lunch.
WADE
When Lieutenant Wade caught his fellow officers being boys in the locker room, he joined in the bragging contest. There he’d be, with big old man balls dangling as he dried his hairy legs with one foot on the bench.
“Timothy Leary’s wife, Rosemary, and I started fucking like bunny rabbits the minute we lay eyes on one another. I was seventeen, a freshman at Harvard. I was a whiz-kid majoring in chemistry. My classmate, who beat at Boris Spassky at chess, suggested we go out to Millbrook and buy some reefer, give it a try, see what it was like. Did I tell you that after my friend beat Spassky, a young Putin came up and kicked my friend in the balls as hard as he can. Never turn your back on that sore loser………….Hey, where ya fellas going?
THE PINUSMOBILE
When Wadsworth and Kimbo’s squad car was sabotaged by toothpicks broken off in the locks, they mosbyed over to the impound yard to borrow a car for the day. That’s when Wadsworth T. Shingletown spotted ‘The Chicken Wagon’.
‘Hey Kimbo. Check this ride out. This is the old relic from the Swap Meet Pickers Fair they had out there on Highway 99 last year. There was a shootout over a big bundled deal gone bad. The guy who drove this, was the last man standing. See the bullet holes? He almost made it to Eugene, but, having bled out, he crashed through the fence onto the driving range at Fidel’s Green, where he was unmercifully pelted with golf balls, until they realized the driver was dead. I tell you, there are some mean golfers in the Emerald Valley! Two of them threw their golf clubs away, for good, and got into therapy.”
KIMBO “Yep! That’s what I heard. I can’t stay away from a good swap meet. They don’t make glass like they used to. What’s the name on the panel? Pinus Chicken Ranch – Fresh Eggs Today’.”
WADSWORTH “No, that’s pronounced Pinus, not Penis!”
KIMBO “Whatever. Let’s get in and see if it runs.”
ONE YEAR LATER
After failing to coax Kimbo and Wade to get the brakes fixed on the Chicken Wagon, the chief ordered them to do so – pronto!
“That wreck gets on everyone’s nerves. When you pull into the parking lot, its like fingernails on a chalkboard. We can’t think. Everyone stops what they are doing until you come to a complete, agonizing, stop. We lose our place, forget where we were in our investigations.”
KIMBO “Hey! Wait a minute Chief. Why do you think we crack so many cases. Our suspects have the same reaction. We call them up and tell them we will be right over. We delay our arrival an hour. By then, they are fit to be tied. They had gotten all prepared, ready to be smooth and in control. Then, we pull into their driveway. Right off they think we are Mexican gardeners who have lost their way, or, are using their drive way to turn around. They come at us – screaming! Some are waving the golf club they keep by the front door. When we flash them our badge – WE GOT EM! They are all softened up. Their boundaries are shattered. They’ll rat on their own grandmother just to get rid of us.”
CHIEF “Hmm! You got a point. Perhaps we can do a modification, install another set of breaks?
ONE MONTH LATER
Kimbo and Wade are driving down Franklin Street, when this dude in a plastic Jelly Beanmobile, who had been riding Wade’s ass for three blocks, passed the CW in a huff, then slowed down. This was common. Young punks who can barely make their car payment, hate the idea of being stuck behind an old beater. When the JB was caught by a red light, Wade gave the order.
WADE “Give em an A!”
KIMBO “You got it!”
Kimbo hit the old switch on the panel of plywood that had four switches on it. And, the loud sound of a truck with real bad brakes came screeching out of the speaker under the grill.
WADE “Now, smoke em!”
Kimdo hit switch B, and acrid smoke came out of the tire wells.
They had stopped busting their britches with laughter a week ago, because, they were just taking care of business, now. Yeah! There was some police harassment.
The Chicken Police nonchalantly watched another young punk frantically pull his JB to the curb, believing he was going to get rear-ended – big time!
When Wade pulled alongside, Kimbo rolled down the window.
KIMBO “Sorry about that. As soon as we sell enough eggs, we’re going to get our brakes fixed. You go on a head. We’ll make sure we stay well enough behind. No, you go! O.K. Have it your way!
Harlee McBride is in my family tree, along with her two daughters. She was married to Garth Benton who went to Reseda High School. Harlee starred in a soft-porn flick and was in Playboy. Bree Benton is an actress. The Belzers are kin to Liz Taylor via my late Sister, the famous artist ‘Rosamond’
She married actor Richard Belzer in 1985. They met in Los Angeles in 1981, when she was 31 and divorced,[1] with two daughters, Bree and Jessica.[1] McBride, who had been seen in Playboy magazine four years earlier as part of…
I am going to sell story to HBO. With the appearance of Steve Bannon on stage, Sex-Trump is now a CULT that I saw coming in my novelette ‘Golden Girls of the Corn Cob’. If Trump had not been elected, then all my prophetic writing would be in vain. This might become a Broadway Musical. We did not do drugs. I was a follower of Meher Baba.
The photo above was taken by Michael Harkins on Willis Court where Rena stayed. James Harkins, Robert Delano and I are doing paintings to sell so we will have gas to take Rena home to Nebraska. This is 1970. We both looked like Jesus. Folks were in awe of us wherever we go. They made a path for us. Rena put on quite a show. Our Nation was split in two due to the Vietnam War. Trump-Whites want to dwarf that divide! There will be no peace? Why did Christians pray for this?
“I know when I am really interested in someone or something, I like to get my hands on as many resources as possible to get information from a variety of points of view. So I don¡¯t see that it needs to be an either/or situation.”
This is what Patrice Hanson said to me about Tom Snyder’s awful, lying biography that sunk the Rosamond legacy. Tom was a nobody. There were two Bob Weir’s of the Grateful Dead thanks to Patrice’s husband who was arrested twice for impersonating him. Heather had two Daddies, and only one mother, not counting her aunt Linda. My only child is a chameleon and goes with the flow.
Here is what you got when you want two authors:
“Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through Christine’s bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings out of sight. As matters turned out, it did little good, for the funeral was not long over before family members and others were ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be carted away. The artist’scloset, a veritable mother lode – took the worst beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the clothing had never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was hauled off to be exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well as other personal belongings. Gallery employees and close friends of the family, along with Vicki, were doing their best to staunch the flow – the estate had not yet been inventoried – but to no avail.”
What “family members” and “others”? All the looting took place the day before when I was kept away. As for other, my good friend, Micahel Harkins attended Christine’s funeral in an official capacity. He had done PI for the famous San Francisco Detective, Bill Lindhart. Michael was a god friend of Jim Morrison and his friend, the famous Beat Poet, Michael McClure seen walking before Jim and throwing the bird. Oliver Stone’s people asked Michael to give them some antidotes for that lousy film, and Michael gave them the bird.
In 1976 Michael and I came up with an idea for a film. We would drive his Bently to Nebraska and look for the Female Messiah – The Chosen One! We would be wearing white suits and Italian shades. We would drive up to Rena’s High School during a football game, and ask if anyone has seen her.
“Who?” “The anointed one!” “Who?”
As fate would have it, the minister’s wife did a Terot card reading for the Rose of the Word just before she was killed by that “rogue wave” and the Death Card came up. Khara Bromily wrote the screenplay ‘The Chosen One’. I am beginning to believe the Phantom of the Opera is for real.
I do not recall when I wrote most of my novelette ‘Golden Girls of the Corn Cob’ that has Michael and I going to Nebraska to save Rena from a cult following of women who believe she is the female messiah, just because she looks like Jesus’ daughter – if he had one. I had just read “Even Cowgirls Get The Blues’ by Tom Robbins.
Michael met McClure when he was going to the College of Arts and Crafts. Michael was an artist. So was his brother who went with Rena and I on a road trip in the Dodge I called ‘President Eisenhower. Tom Snyder wrote a book on Route 66. What did he know about art? Snyder did not know my family. He was an outsider, like Patrice and her family. I was appalled at how she and our daughter (too) played me like outsiders. My daughter was not an outsider in my mind, but the Skull-Witches bid Heather to play her cards that way, lest she be let into the inner Rosy Circle, and the door slammed after her.
Snyder was Patrice’s foot in the door, and I could not get her to remove it. Every time I tried, my attempts were turned into evil toads that were proof I was shutting my daughter out. Patrice low-balled everything. Feeling insecure she put me way beneath her! Heather came to believe I was the scum of the earth. Patrice had brought our daughter into many cults. I fought with a big head of Scientology over my – family? This is when Patrice disappeared my daughter.
In Rosamond’s painting above we may be seeing the blonde beauty that Michael spotted getting out of a Rolls Royce at the funeral. Who is she? Her husband flies his own jet all over the world.
It appears some people who were looking to promote their agenda were allowed to attache themselves to the death of the famous Rose of the World – like parasites!. My daughter demands I give her side of the family complete privacy. I posted this several years ago. Hence Rosamond’s cult has spread into Russia.
Tom Snyder and the Rowdy Girls
I just discovered that Khara Bromily, who gave Christine a Tarot Card reading, co-authored two movie scripts ‘The Rowdy Girls’ and ‘The Chosen One: Legend of the Raven’ starring Julie Strain who looks like Rena on steroids. Strain has been titled “Queen of the B-movies” and “Queen of All Media “. One can say that Julie Strain is the inner Rosamond. I hereby crown Christine Rosamond ‘Queen of B Artists’. We lived in Concord where Strain was born.
Here is Khara Bromily telling Tom Snyder the Death card came up in Rosamond’s Tarot card reading a week before she drowned.
“Was there any indication to Khara in her vision, or the cards themselves, of death or impending doom? Did Christine have any concerns in that regard? My work is about health and forgiveness and self-worth. A death pronouncement can work against all that. But, if you are asking if a Death card came up, then the answer is yes?”
Here is the Genesis of the Rosamond Cult. Tom Snyder is suggesting there were supernatural forces at play in regards to the death of a World Famous B Artist. Working in tandum, it is obvious Tom Snyder and Khara are interested in immortalizing Christine so they can enhance their careers as authors. Hugh Bromily conducted the funeral services. Is Christine ‘The One’ who would give rise to a new generation of Super Women who would defeat the Poisoned Male Pedigogy and restore Lillith to her rightful throne?
Tom Snyder smears my family, tells the world that those in Rosamond’s home after the funeral looted the place! Of course we looted the place, the Rosamond Women are the original Rowdy Women, the daughters of a real cowboy and Ozark Hillbilly. Consider ‘The Beverely Hillbillies’. Looting the home of your dead kin is traditional in the Ozarks! What the fuck does that outsider know. He should be horse-whipped! Tom Snyder doesn’t even cut it as a B Author! He is a D Author who wrote a wimpy manual on how to avoid getting hooked up with a famous manic depressive female artist. Ah! He’s no fun!
“Oh it was just awful.” Lillian recalls. ‘Rosemary was shouting that Shannon was late, ‘and ought to have her butt kicked.’ I don’t know all what she said after that but she had her silver flask with her and it was getting rough.”
Of course Rosemary had her silver flask, all the Rosamond Women carry a silverflask containing a magic potion to ward off rival Succubuses.
Above we see a photo of Rosemary at the Rucker office party being led around the room by her beads, she dressed like a Flapper, a Hooker for the Mob. If you put Carmen Electra, and Julie Strain in a ring with seventy year old Rosemary in a walker, it would be ruled a No Contest! Rosemary chased Vic out of our home after stabbing him between the eyes with a knife. He never to returned. He would accuse me of helping Rosemary bannish him, but, Rosemary didn’t need any help. Vic was a fucking coward who mentally tortured children.
“I felt responsible to continue,” Saint Pierrot says.”She taught me everything, and I loved her. Her family was understandably in chaos. I couldn’t let all she worked for drift away”
Chaos: 1. confusion, or confused mass, of formless matter and infinite space, supposed to have existed before the ordered universe.
“Hugh Bromily, Khara’s husband and Episcopal priest, conducted the service with taste and dignity. Raphael spoke, along with Karin: two friends from childhood. The rest was, given those involved, what one might expect. Vic was cornering whatever woman he could; Rosemary came in drunk, lost in her story that she was the only seventeen-year-old to turn down Errol Flynn’s advance.”Oh it was just awful.” Lillian recalls. ‘Rosemary was shouting that Shannon was late, ‘and ought to have her butt kicked.’ I don’t know all what she said after that but she had her silver flask with her and it was getting rough.”
“Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through Christine’s bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings out of sight. As matters turned out, it did little good, for the funeral was not long over before family members and others were ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be carted away. The artist’scloset, a veritable mother lode – took the worst beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the clothing had never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was hauled off to be exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well as other personal belongings. Gallery employees and close friends of the family, along with Vicki, were doing their best to staunch the flow – the estate had not yet been inventoried – but to no avail.”
Here are the Rowdy Women that were in Christine’s home after the funeral. Too bad Christine was not alive to enjoy the Rosy Chaos! Rosemary Lillian Vicki Shannon Garth and Drew Benton did not attend the funeral or reception of Rowdy Rosamond, Royal’s granddaughter. The vespian, Garth Benton could have sent in his ex-wife, the actress Harlee McBride, or her daughters, to make sure Drew was left her fair share of the Rosy Scrum. I believe there was talk of making a movie two days before the funeral at the meeting I was kept away from. They needed all the B (for Benton) Actors in on this as they could get. Tom Snyder tells the world about the fist fight Christine had with Jessica Benton.
Father, with Harlee McBride, of Jessica Erin Benton and Shannon Bree Benton… more STARmeter: Down 4% in popularity this week. See why on IMDbPro. IMDb Resume:
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Actor: 1. “O.K. Crackerby!” …. Sam’s Assistant (1 episode, 1965) – Ol’ Sam (1965) TV episode …. Sam’s Assistant 2. Raiders from Beneath the Sea (1964) …. Clifford ‘Buddy’ Harper 3. 13 Frightened Girls! (1963) …. Peter Van Hagen 4. “Outlaws” (1 episode, 1961) – The Cutups (1961) TV episode
Hugh & Khara Bromiley have been active in the healing ministry since 1989. They are featured speakers internationally on the healing power of Christ and the vital connection of prayer and faith to healing. Reverend Hugh Bromiley is an Anglican priest. They are known for combining humor and warmth with a clear and powerful spiritual message.
The Chosen One: Legend of the Raven is a 1998 B-movie directed by Lawrence Lanoff, co-written by Khara Bromiley and Sam Rappaport, and distributed by Troma Films. It stars Carmen Electra and Lawrence Lanoff. When a serial killer mysteriously and savagely murders a young native woman in rural Los Angeles County, her sister McKenna (Carmen Electra) must replace her as the keeper of an amulet, the sacred crescent. Reluctantly, McKenna accepts the role of chosen one. With the amulet and after the rigors of the ritual, she takes on the spirit and powers of the raven, the good forces in the battle against evil, the wolf. McKenna’s powers include a thirst for milk and great sexual energy, which she unleashes on her former boyfriend, Henry, a cop. The spirit of the wolf inhabits Rose, Henry’s jilted lover. Rose wreaks havoc of her own before a final showdown with the chosen one. Carmen Electra appears nude in this film although some have suggested it is a body double.
1. The Rowdy Girls (2000) (writer) 2. The Chosen One: Legend of the Raven (1998) (V) (writer) … aka The Raven: Chosen One (USA: closing credits title)
Not since Brandon Lee in The Crow has there been a movie hero like The Chosen One: Legend Of The Raven. Sexy superstar Carmen Electra (star of TV’s Baywatch and MTV’s Singled Out) explodes onto the screen in her feature film debut as McKenna Ray, The Chosen One: the ultimate warrior in the battle between good and evil.
When her sister Emma (Playboy Playmate Shauna Sand Lamas, star of TVs hit series Renegade) is viciously murdered, McKenna, a cynical young lady, enters a world which she left long ago. Guided by her shaman father and Emma’s spirit, McKenna discovers that she holds the key within her to prevent the apocalypse.
Carmen Electra is The Chosen One, a powerful, beautiful avenging force of purity who’s sole purpose is to defend the weak and destroy the wicked. Lavishly produced by India Aleen (Playboy Playmate of the Year), The Chosen One: Legend Of The Raven is a sexy, action-packed thrill-ride of non-stop unbelievable special effects which has made the film one of the year’s surprise hits.
So here is our next B-Movie Babe, the self professed “Queen of All Media ” Julie Strain. Now This 6’1 foot busty babe ( 40D-27-38 ) may look familiar to some people, and that’s because she has been pretty sucessful as a “cult” type model. She has been drawn and painted in Heavy Metal magazine and various pin-ups. She has also served as the model for the heroine in the animated film “Heavy Metal: F.A.K.K 2.A few interesting tidbits on this former Penthouse Pet of the Year ( 93 ) is that she actually has suffered from amnesia. She was riding a horse ( and I’ve seen her movies..the girl dosen’t just ride horses ) and suffered a nasty head injury which has left her with few memories of her life before the accident. It’s almost a real-life scenario of most of these movies plots.Julie is also married to Kevin Eastman. Comic book geeks know him best as one of the creator’s of ” The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ” and owner of Heavy Metal magazine. Now I have seen a bunch of Julie’s films in my time and she always looked like that woman who could kick the sh!t out of you, and she probably could. Her character was usually the bad ass chick who’d carry guns both in her hands and in her shirt , and would blow up a ton of stuff, and then unwind usually by skinny dipping in a hot tub, sometimes even with other gals.
Strain was born in Concord, California. A graduate of Diablo Valley College, she had an extensive athletic background. Much of her youth was wiped from her memory, however, when she was left with a case of retrograde amnesia due to a severe head injury suffered in a fall from a horse.[1] She eventually made her way to Las Vegas and later Hollywood, California and her career took off. [edit] Career
Strain has come to be known as the “Queen of the B-movies”. She has over 100 films to her credit. In addition, she was Penthouse Pet of the Month for June 1991, and Penthouse Pet of the Year for 1993. She has also had her likeness attached to numerous comic book characters and animation items. For example, she did the voice acting for the main character in the animated movie Heavy Metal 2000 and was the basis for the third person shooter Heavy Metal: F.A.K.K.². Strain, who stands 6 ft 1 in (1.85 m), was married to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles co-creator and Heavy Metal magazine Editor in Chief Kevin Eastman. According to Eastman’s blog and Strain’s MySpace page, they separated several years prior but maintained a relationship in public for undisclosed reasons.[2] They have since undergone a “friendly divorce”. She met her new boyfriend, Wayne, in a tattoo shop. She has also retired from show business.[3] Julie often appears in the magazine in photos or pictures painted by her close friends Olivia De Berardinis, Simon Bisley, and Luis Royo.
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