The Peak of Beauty

Saturday night I had the tv to myself and came across an old 80’s movie I never got around to…so I watched Clue, mainly because it looked a little like one of my favorite movies Murder ByDeath.

First things first, Clue is no Murder By Death. Clue is closer to murder by movie. Twas not for me.

But…the very, very voluptuous maid in Clue was played by actress Colleen Camp. I remembered her from the second Police Academy movie as the very firearm-informed love interest of Tackleberry.  The scene where she brings Tackleberry home to meet her family is uproarious. Uproarious I say.

Camp is breathtakingly beautiful in Clue and it got me to thinking about a person’s peak of beauty. We talk about an athlete’s peak and the peak of our mental abilities, so how about a peak of beauty?

But no you say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, beauty is subjective, so finding a peak is futile.

Ah but let’s take a quick peak at a couple of pics.

Collen Camp in 1985’s Clue.

 

Now to give you an idea of how beautiful Camp is in 1985, take a look at her next to two other actresses from the movie:

Collen Camp at event of Knock Knock, 2015.

Now before you start crying about ageism and sexism and body shaming, let’s take a look at Marlon Brando.

Now most reasonable, sane people will undoubtedly say that the younger of the two people are the more beautiful of the two people.

Why?

Asking why here gets us into some really worm filled cans containing subjects such as evolution, proximate vs. ultimate causation, procreation fitness, and more.

But aren't these cans we should open? Can't we talk about beauty without fear of repercussion?

Don't we appreciate beauty because it is rare and doesn't rare run on a time continuum (if it were rare forever it wouldn't be rare!) and if it does, can't we then talk about a peak of beauty?  

Isn't this scene a thing of beauty?