Dark hair, dark eyes, a face that promises a dark erotic surprise, dark and mysterious Deborah Farentino is a 20-year veteran of the cathode tube. The big mystery is: Why doesn’t everybody know her name and the full curve of her grandly rounded behind and the flush blush of chest when it’s exposed to the leering light of day? There is no explaining bad luck. Farentino certainly comes equipped with the requisite resplendence, and she’s been a hard worker in everything from the daytime soap Capitol in 1982 to her end-of-the-century stint on Get Real. Don’t try to figure out what’s gone wrong, just slide in a copy of Malice (1993). Ponder the parted cheeks of Deborah’s standing ass shot, magical and mystical even from a distance. Dream about what should have gone right.