Drunk Jayne Mansfield

October 8, 2021

I love this shot of an intoxicated, emotional and horizontal Jayne Mansfield with third and final husband, exploitation filmmaker Matt Cimber during their brief and very volatile marriage that lasted from 1964 to 1966 from which they had one child together, a son named Antonio. Cimber directed Jayne in her last film Single Room Furnished (1968) and then ventured into the realms of soft core pornography and blaxploitation. His last films of note were Butterfly (1982) and Fake-Out (1982), starring kitsch icon and Jayne’s natural successor, Pia Zadora.

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