No.099 The unsullied actress.(Esquire 100)

Along, long time ago, you could go on the Internet, type in the name of an actress, and if she had acted in a nude scene on film, be able to see her bare bottom or her breasts in stills. You could have been looking for her alma mater, but you still got Ass Showcase.

The Internet was a wonderful thing.

Then, a few years later, you could type in her name, and if she'd been photographed nude in public, you'd be able to see nipples on a red carpet, ass getting in a cab--things you were never meant to see, onscreen or online.

The Internet was still basically a wonderful thing.

Now, a few years later, you can type in her name and see the ass and the nipples. But they might come in the form of a catalog of unedited shots from a single paparazzi shoot. And in disturbingly high resolution. There are things on the Internet we were really never meant to see.

The desirable actress's body has become available. And anatomical. And strangely ugly.

Is anyone left? Do any unavailable bodies remain? Mischa Barton? No. Natalie Portman. No. Surely Rachel McAdams, who famously walked out of a Vanity Fair cover shoot for which she was asked to pose nude with Scarlett Johansson and Keira Knightley? No, not a month later, McAdams and her nipple were photographed walking down the red carpet at the premiere of The Family Stone. (And of course there are the stills of her topless on the beach from the 2002 Italian film My Name Is Tanino.)