Anna Falchi nude
Finnish-born, flesh-melon-fortified Anna Falchi cried “Arriverderci Helsinki” as a teen, setting off to Rome to make her mark in the sun-kissed cinema of Italy, debuting in On the Dark Continent and raising the eyebrows of producers, modeling agents, tabloid reporters, and the ever-eager paparazzi, who know a knee-weakening sexpot import when they see one. A string of uninspired Euro productions followed, but the only memorable fire she ignited for skin seekers was in Italian horror-meister Michele Soavi’s zombie-saturated Dellamorte Dellamore , issued on these shores as Cemetery Man. Juggling a handful of roles – all of them playing on the fantasies of her mortician co-star Rupert Everett – she frequently bursts free of her blouse to reveal a pair of the most curvaceous and cushiony canoles that lira can buy. One such sequence finds her raucously riding a receptive Rupert atop the grave of her recently deceased husband – who ultimately rises from his grave to sink his teeth into his scrumptious former wife. Espresso costs extra.
