Sydney Morning Herald
Maggie Alderson examines the bandeaus, bikinis and budgie smugglers that made movie history.
Some people go to the cinema to laugh. Some go to be frightened, to be thrilled, challenged, stimulated, entertained, educated and generally have their minds expanded. The rest of us go to look at the pretty people.
The whole point of proper film stars - as opposed to character actors - is that they are a lot better looking than real people. But unlike supermodels, they are a perfect version of normal, rather than a slightly freakish breed apart.
One of the ways in which we expect them to be different from - and better than - us, is how they look on the beach. We want them to be utterly gorgeous at all times and from every angle, but we have particularly high
expectations in the swimwear department. Which is probably why there is a whole subculture of paparazzi dedicated to catching shots of film stars looking blobby on the beach, when they are off duty.
But while we may enjoy having a gloat at such celebrity cellulite snaps in the trash mags, once the cameras are rolling we demand perfection. We might want to perve - as men under 30 seem to be doing with Jessica Alba and women of all ages are with Daniel Craig - or we might simply want to admire and aspire. We might also want to laugh. Whichever it is, we expect them to be better at it than we are. Or give us our money back.
Do they deliver? I reckon so. And after extensive research, we have gathered together the 10 most memorable movie swimwear moments, for your own expert perusal. Go fish.
3. Grace Kelly in To Catch A Thief and Grace Kelly in High Society
Cary Grant, the Riviera, the open-top Sunbeam Alpine, Grace Kelly's nose … To Catch A Thief is such an elegant film but the bathing scene is pure camp, as she stalks through the hotel lobby in something you don't see very often these days - a full matchy-matchy beach outfit.
There's a black high-neck backless halter cossie and matching capris, worked back with a white split-front overskirt with a black swimming cap tucked underneath a large straw hat, all finished off with a white tote, white cats'-eye sunnies and classic wooden-soled slide mules. Priceless.
By contrast, in High Society Kelly gives us one of the most elegant swimwear moments on screen. She drifts poignantly to the pool (this is long before she gets squiffy and snogs Frank Sinatra) in a white halter-neck cossie with a demure integrated skirt with side slits. It's divine - but even better is the floor-length, white silk-jersey, Grecian-style robe she wears over it. Pure class. And the languid way she undoes the silk cord belt is very, very sexy.