Mark Damon, early 60s

The first film I ever saw Damon in was Roger Corman's House of Usher with Vincent Price (as Roderick).  It was one of Corman's cycle of Poe-inspired pictures and is worth a view for Price's Roderick and its wonderfully done sense of atmosphere.

Damon struck me visually as flawlessly Ken doll-like in his seamless perfection, and I mean not a blemish, not one.  Although somewhat a king of the B's, I did like his performance in it and fantasised about the quantity and quality of chest fur hidden by his cravat.  Sure enough.

I like the way he's wearing his watch.  That looks like the sunny California coast behind him.