Salma Hayek Nude
Salma Hayek : Salma Hayek's Nude Scenes
Although I
have never heard anyone complain about Salma Hayek getting naked, she is
defending her full-frontal nude scene in her new movie, “Ask the Dust.”
Salma Hayek recently told the New York Daily News,
“I don’t want to do nudity just for the sake of doing nudity,” says
Salma Hayek . “But this is an iconic part of the story [from] the book.
It’s important because it represents [Camilla’s] spirit, which is very
free, and yet Salma Hayek lives in world where she’s very repressed by
the circumstances. So [the nudity is] almost symbolic for who Salma
Hayek is.”
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It apparently took Hayek a
while to warm to the character. Pamela Harland observes,
Ironically for someone who was so committed, passionate and willing to
give her all to the project, it’s surprising to hear Salma Hayek turned
down the very same part nearly a decade ago. “What happened is that
[Towne] gave me this script eight years ago,” explains Salma Hayek ,
“and I did not understand the character and I thought she was an awful
human being and racist [because] Salma Hayek wanted to be American. I
just did not have the vision to see the subtleties of the character.”
What, Salma Hayek saw “Spanglish”?
NYDN film critic Jami Bernard contends that the problem with the film is
not Salma Hayek’s nudity but what happens when she’s dressed.
There’s a lot to be said - really there is - for Salma Hayek and Colin
Farrell romping nude in the waves of “Ask the Dust.” If you’ve seen
Salma Hayek in her Oscar gown, or Farrell’s lusty, tender sex tape
making the rounds on the Internet, you know what I’m saying. Playing
outcast strivers in Depression-era L.A., Salma Hayek and Farrell are
among the top physical specimens you’d want to see bobbing in the
metaphor-laden surf. (The waves knock them about just as life does.)
It’s when they’re clothed that problems arise in this atmospheric but
awkward drama adapted by its director, Robert Towne, from the novella by
John Fante.
The story is nominally about a Mexican waitress and a struggling Italian
writer who pair up in a love-hate relationship. Camilla (Salma Hayek)
wants to shed the stigma of her nationality through marriage and a name
change. Arturo (Farrell) has published one story in a high-toned
literary magazine, but he doesn’t have enough life experience, so his
creative well is dry. L.A. is their lady, but Salma Hayek doesn’t know they
exist.
Certainly, I’d rather see Salma Hayek nude than sit through crap like
that.