It's not a new observation that women's breast shapes seem to have mysteriously changed over time. OK, it's not that mysterious in this day of the breast-augmentation-as-prom-gift, but there's a distinct evolution between the '40s and the early '80s (before implants became like hair dye). It seems odd that the female mammary gland went from torpedo-shaped to the more rounded '80s model.
But I digress. Touch of Evil is on cable and features the Queen of the Pointy Breasts.
That's right: The late, lovely Janet Leigh. There's something almost satirical about the way breasts were presented in the '50s. In day-to-day clothing covered completely (by turtlenecks, no less) and yet absolutely defiant, threatening to burst out like siamese xenomorphs from John Hurt's chest.
It as if distance from the spine were the measure of breasts' worthiness. Less weird, though, than today's obsession with bolt-ons. Generic bigness now being more important than scars and strange, unnatural dynamics, apparently.
Almost makes you wonder what's next. My guess: smaller naturals. But they'll be able to fake those, too....