How nice to watch in real time a truly talented and handsome young man like Josh O'Connor go from bum-fucking in the mud to starring in an outer space alien epic by the one and only Steven Spielberg. It's been a true pleasure. I know some people knew who he was before God's Own Country but there's when I hopped on the Joshie train, and it's been nothing but choo-choo-choosing him ever since. I'm not a betting man but I do see the appeal of choo-choo-choosing a winner dammit. Anyway I have gone and reviewed said "space alien epic" Disclosure Day today, so click on over to Pajiba to read that -- it's a very weird movie, not really a "space alien epic" at all. But I found it thoughtful and surprisingly moving, especially in the ways it's having a conversation not just with Spielberg's stamp on cinema but with our current lived reality. I mean it's got lots of action scenes too, and nobody does 'em like Spielberg, but it's really... well I'll let you discover for yourself. Just give it a chance, says me. It's a surprise in a lot of ways.
Thursday, June 11, 2026
Morgan Specter Seven (Plus) Times
May our preeminent Rail Daddy himself Mr. Morgan Spector never stop being so generous to us -- for Cultured magazine today he's gone and gifted his world of fans and admirers, but mostly me personally, yet another half-naked photoshoot,. And we, I, thank him, from the depths of our...
... well you know, depths. And yes I will take this moment to plug his new movie Caity which just premiered at Tribeca -- I doubt I'm going to review it but he gives a lovely little performance in it, you should seek it out when the time comes. And with that said, let's get back to the main event, these pictures. Hit the jump for the rest...
Pics of the Day
This is so, so weird, you guys. I was just literally just thinking this very morning that if Paul Mescal is gonna be off shooting Sam Mendes' four Beatles bio-pics for all of the foreseeable furuture the least he could do was go for one of his patented shirtless short-shorted jogs to satiate those of us who need a fix... when suddenly, wham, as if the internet read my brain (can... it do that now?), photos from the now-shooting films arrived that showcase Paul and Barry Keoghan filming in Spain on a boat in short shorts the both of them. WTF?!? I really am magic, you guys. You don't want to ever lose me! I make short-shorts happen! Hit the jump for several more (and hopefully Harris Dickinson and Joseph Quinn will be joining the short-shorts club shortly)...
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Had a Man Smoke Ya Pole
I don't think there's a right or a wrong answer on whether William Friedkin's 1980 film Cruising was ultimately a "good" or "bad" thing for the gay community -- I think the people on the scene at the time were right to protest it and I think the younger people like myself who are extremely grateful to have this window into the pre-AIDS leather world of NYC are right as well. It's complicated! And thankfully Jeffrey Schwartz's new documentary Mineshaft: The Cruising Murders, which just premiered at Tribeca, treats it as such -- click here to read my review. At an extremely tight 84 minutes my only complaint is the movie could've been longer, but I think it does a great job introducing the dozens of perspectives that surround the film, from then and now. Good stuff, perfect for Pride Month! (Although no I do not yet have any idea when it will be out in theaters so don't ask me!)
Good Morning, World
I have absolutely nothing against Russell Tovey's face -- indeed two of my favorite parts of Russell Tovey, his ears, are attached to it -- but it just so happens that the hottest photos of Russell in this new photoshoot (via) have him obscuring his face so I'm starting with those. Just know it's Russell under there! You'll see his face below, but for you above the fold people, is my point. Anyway this sexiness is for a good cause -- the Derek Jarman emblazoned t-shirt that Russell is modeling...
... is a limited-edition thing via an LGBTQ+ bookstore in the U.K. where the proceeds go to a bunch of excellent queer person charities, so click on over and buy one! You can also buy them in person at a bunch of places in the U.K. and the first link will direct you to those places. And now that you've done your due Pride diligence hit the jump for more sexy Tovey (including yes thankfully his ears)...
Wednesday, June 10, 2026
Happy Pride Month
Although it's only three posts deep to date -- and one of them are of the above same gif of Colman Domingo planting a big one on Josh O'Connor while doing press for Steven Spielberg's Disclosure Day, out this week (and which, wink wink, a certain somebody is dropping a review of shortly) -- I have got a "Happy Pride Month" thread started on Bluesky and I will hopefully continue to share personal highlights of faggotry from now til the end of the month. Stay tuned! Bookmark it! Please feel free to reply to it with your own! It's our month now, wha ha ha ha!!! We own the world!
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A Grand Buffet of Weirdness
I know a lot of people found Jack Dylan Grazer's character (and performance of said character) in Luca Guadagnino's We Are Who We Are series off-putting -- as I said at the time I personally found the both of those things very funny and very honest, like the anti-idealized Elio from Call Me By Your Name. Just a really properly annoying teen boy that I felt very seen by. (Weirdly Charles Melton brought up that series in that GQ magazine profile I linked to this very morning -- perhaps we can finally go back and reevaluate the show for the brilliance it was now?) Anyway Grazer plays a similar but slightly tamped-down version of that same role in the terrific Tribeca movie Ponderosa which I just reviewed out of the festival -- click here to read that. Grazer and the always fantastic and underappreciated Bill Camp make for quite the pair. I liked this movie a lot. One of the best of the fest, says me! We'll surely keep an eye out for its eventual release and will try to keep you informed.
I Want Your Trailer
As promised alongside the film's poster yesterday the trailer for Gregg Araki's new film -- his first in over a fucking decade! -- I Want Your Sex has arrived! I've done all this table-setting about ten thousand times over the years this thing's been barrelling towards us but since it's trailer-time I'll do it again: the movie stars Olivia Wilde as an avante-garde L.A. artist...
... and Cooper Hoffman as her assistant who she starts getting it on with. The film also stars Mason Gooding, Chase Sui Wonders, Daveed Diggs, Margaret Cho, Johnny Knoxville, and Charlie XCX, among many, many, and many more. Now watch:
I Want Your Sex is out on July 31st. You will be seeing it. No that is not a question or a request. I am getting into the whole dominatrix thing now and I am telling you. Pretend my heel is on your throat. That's a good boy.
Who Watches Rivals?
I have been well aware of the British series Rivals since it began airing in 2024 because I keep myself abreast of every move that Aidan Turner makes thank you very much. And yet I've only done one post on the show (here, and worth the click) and I've never watched a single episode? It seems as if every time a new episode airs I add more half-naked Aidan to the over-stuffed "Aidan Tuner" folder on my computer, telling myself I'll get to it eventually... and yet the above photo of Aidan and his well-proportioned co-star Alex Hassell rocking the world's tiniest shorts appears to be the thing that finally broke me. I gotta start watching this damn show already! Y'all tell me -- how is it? Opinions, thoughts, seventeen stanza poems devoted to Aidan's hirsute torso -- whatever ya got give it to me in the comments please and thanks.
Good Morning, Melton
I would not be lying if I told you that 2025 Me wakes up every single morning hoping for a new Charles Melton photoshoot to appear, so when I opened up my phone today and saw he is on the cover of British UK reenacting some Abercrombie & Fitch Quartlrly shenanigans... needless to say I was pleased. And I remain so!
As if by bonus this photoshoot was conducted by photographer-turned movie-director Luke Gilford, whose queer rodeo movie National Anthem with Charlie Plummer was one of my favorites in 2023 (here is my review) -- can we get another movie please, Luke? And if it was an illicit Aught--era Frat Boy Romance starring Charles Melton I wouldn't be angry. Let's all hit the jump and for now just pretend it's a movie...
Tuesday, June 09, 2026
Who Wore It Best?
My first thought was that it'd probably be mean to Paul W. Downs, the Broad City and Hacks actor/writer, to do this poll since... well that Marky Mark Calvin Klein photoshoot is as iconic shit as iconic shit comes. And it's the kind of iconic gay shit that literally turned every single man who saw it gay, even if just for a sexy confusing split second. But Paul's the one who put himself in this position by doing this shoot for Paper Magazine. And he clearly loves showing off (and working out) his body, as displayed on both Hacks and Broad City via scripts for episodes of television that he himself was responsible for. And perhaps some of us look at Mark Wahlberg now and think nothing other than "racist weirdo" which is certainly more than fair. So I leave it to you people to decide, as always. Have at it!
Stacy Clausen Six Times
Since my review of the absolutely ace new horror flick Leviticus finally went up at Pajiba yesterday -- read that here if you missed it -- it feels like I can finally start ogling excuse me higlighting one of its handsome leading men, the 21-year-old Aussie actor Stacy Clausen here. If you watched the dumb-but-fun-enough shark-attack flick Thrash on Netflix recently you've seen Stacy already, he had a small role there, but him and his fellow leading man Joe Bird in Leviticus are so wonderful in that movie, and their chemistry is such a big part of why the movie works so well, that I'd be remiss not taking a moment to laser in some. Also... look at him. (via) Why couldn't I have had a high school boyfriend like this? Anyway Leviticus is out on June 19th! It is not to be missed! Hit the jump for more of the young Mr. Clausen...
Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...
... you can learn from:
Michele: Remember the prom? You got so thin by then.Romy: Oh, I know. I was so lucky getting mono.That was like the best diet ever.
I think we all forget that The Devil Wears Prada stole its funniest joke -- "I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight." -- from Romy & Michele. And that should not stand! Well perhaps there is a sliver of justice in the world because just as DWP did this year Romy & Michele are finally, finally, fucking finally getting their sequel. (Although unlike Prada it's going straight to streaming but whatever - I will take it.) THR first reported it last night and once I calmed down and stopped doing the "Time After Time" dance routine eighteen hours later I finally sat down and wrote this post. It's great timing anyway since next year marks (excuse this pause while I take an inhale from my old person oxygen tank) the 30th anniversary of the original movie. Besides our beloved blonde Post-Its pair in the leads also set to return are Janeane Garofalo, Alan Cumming, Camryn Manheim and Julia Campbell, while Keegan-Michael Key, Rob Huebel, Breckin Meyer, Patrick Warburton and Nathan Lee Graham (from The Comeback!) are all joing the cast. But what of Justin Theroux? I know his character was an asshole, but a hot one...
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I Want Your Poster
Behold the first official poster for Gregg Araki's I Want Your Sex, which hits theaters on July 31st -- also they're saying the trailer lands tomorrow so surely we'll cover that when that happens. I suppose, after Pillion, you can say that we've got our second dom-com of the year here! For now just enjoy your first but hardly last sight of adorable Cooper Hoffman all strapped up and loving it. And yes I have seen this and no I have not reviewed it yet -- I saw it at NewFest but I think there's a good chance I might wait to review it closer to its release, what with Tribeca weighing down heavy on me right now. I am watching so many movies right now! I think I have watched like 30 movies since I saw this movie ffs. I have already booked another press screening of IWYS so I can refresh my brain -- don't cry, is my point! You will hear from me on this movie, have no worries whatsoever. About that, or about the movie. (Yes that is me hinting that I liked the damn thing.) (poster via)
I WANT YOUR SEX is Gregg Araki’s TIE ME UP! TIE ME DOWN! — a fucking hysterical and sexy blast
— Jason Adams (@jamnpp.bsky.social) May 30, 2026 at 11:38 PM
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Good Morning, World
I feel like there has been a lot of Patrick Wilson Working Out content making its way onto the internet over the past few weeks and months (bless you Cape Fear) but I guess in order to look like Patrick Wilson looks in his mid-50s then working out is how you're spending most of your time. I just feel blessed about the "making its way onto the internet" part because how else would we know about it? Imagine back in the day when we had to rely on carrier pigeons for this sort of thing.
Today instead we're relying on a very handsome actor named Jimmy Nicholas (formerly of Chicago Fire) who's Patrick's "workout partner" (I basically had no reason to put that into quotation marks, but by doing so didn't your mind go places? Mine did) who shared all of these photos from a recent running experience with ol' Patty on his Instagram. That's him beside PW in the photos, if you can manage to make time to look askance once or twice. Hit the jump for the rest (oh and a very good morning to you)...
Monday, June 08, 2026
The Love That Dare Not...
Well here's one that I've been promising for ages and ages now -- I first saw Australian director Adrian Chiarella’s queer horror film Leviticus a few months ago when it screened at the "New Directors New Films" festival here in NYC and I shared a moving message from its director at that time, promising a review shortly. Although I also admitted I'd been having a hard go of it, writing-wise... cut to June! The movie played a second time here in New York at NewFest last week, and I'm glad I waited -- I'm glad I saw it a second time and I am glad I let my brain sort itself out ever, ever, ever so slightly, so I could get out of the film's way and try to do it some justice in my review. Because I found the film tremendously moving -- as a gay man almost fully ostracized from his religious family now of course I did. It was made for me. Literally for once. It's nice to be seen. Anyway my review went up today is my point, so click on over to Pajiba to read my thoughts. The film is out in theaters very soon -- June 19th! So you don't have long to wait. As much trauma as the film deals in I do think it finds hope and love by its end, and makes for a great Pride Month release. You should all go see it. I'm not sharing the trailer because I'm sure it gives away too much. Just trust me for once, dammit.
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Queer Creeps,
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