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I have called Cori Dials my “Last Starlet”. Why? I will work with other talented and beautiful ladies, perhaps some, at this moment, unborn.
But Cori Dials set forth some challenges to me. She is like nothing I have ever seen. A mother who humbly plays down her acting skills - who did not want to take her clothes off. Not completely, but pretty damn close anyway.
To stand before the Last Starlet is to know why God created woman superior to man. Cori Dials is the Last Starlet.
She is a singer who possesses an incredible stage dynamic via tall legs that reach up to her vocal chords to the full throttle opening of her big “rock and roll approved” lips to her deep ranged operatic delivery of Nick Cave covers and originals in our band Fingers Like Saturn Cori Dials has played my comic book character Cadavera and is now starring in my graphic novel movie Cigarette Girl.
But like Tura Satana, Bridgette Bardot, and Ann Margaret before her, our particular obsession with Cori Dials supercedes any given acting role and finds fascination in Cori herself: this living breathing doll that walks among us, transfixed by her charisma, unravelling her mysterious cherokee-swede genome, hypnotized by her cat eyes that belong on a drive-in screen.
Cori is real. Not processed. Her super power is sheer charisma; turning men (and women) into ice cubes. We say to ourselves, “I will try and be cool but watch me melt.”
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