"S'cuse Me While I Kiss This Skull!"I've never seen this Jess Franco-directed 1968 Fu Manchu movie, but it has two things going for it already: Christopher Lee, and the movie poster. The girl is puckering up for a kiss but the intended target looks like he's about to bite her lips off. And that's the trouble with these living/deceased romances... someone is going to have to change their lifestyle drastically, and I doubt it will ever be the dead one. And how are you going to take the new love home to Mother? Imagine the awkwardness as you both sit there in the parlor with her after the introductions. Another drawback is that the dead have really, really fetid breath that no amount of Tic-Tacs can ever cover up completely.
The imagery of smootching a skull has been a tittilating one for a long time, going back to the Middle Ages. I mean, woman are attracted to rotten boys, and you don't get any more rotten than a skull. Here are a few pictures that have depicted this perverse pastime down through the years.
The lady in this image above looks a little unhappy, but being that ugly, she really had to take what love she could get... so it paid off to advertise like that.
"Not another kiss until you do something about that breath. What did you have for lunch, week-old offal?"