Iesha: Why you don't ever wanna have no fun no more?
Justice: Please.
Iesha: Girl, don't you know the world is just
a big place for us to go out and fuck up in it.
I'm not posting a quote from this movie starring Janet Jackson right now because Janet had the common sense and decency to say "fuck no" about being in that gross bio-pic of her brother that just made a shit-ton of money this past weekend -- it's just good timing like that. I am posting this quote because Criterion just dropped their box-set of John Singleton's "Hood Trilogy" today -- besides Poetic Justice it includes 1991's Boyz n the Hood and 2001's Baby Boy, the latter which I've still somehow never seen! But speaking for the other two this set is long-awaited and a very welcome addition to my collection. All that said -- there are so many great little Regina King performances out there waiting to be re-appreciated! I've loved her since forever -- seeing her win that Oscar for Beale Street was one of those far and few between legit triumphant times where AMPAS did the right thing.
It's okay, Heated Rivalry hunkRobbie G.K. -- I too have sometimes left the house having forgotten something important. The important thing is that you did this and were hot while you did it. That's what matters most. (click to embiggen; thx Mac)
Before any of youse ask no, I still have not started watching Billy's series The Audacity yet (which is what these gifs are from) -- I've posted about the series a couple of times previously, saying I'd get to it. But it ain't been gotten yet. What's new! This weekend whizzed by and somehow it's Monday now and I got nothing done. (I mean I did get to do some cool shit, as explicated in this thread at Bluesky, but I got nothing checked off my list of Shit I Gotta Get Done, which might as well be etched into stone tablets at this point.) Anyway nobody is here to read my "What I Did This Weekend" essay in elementary school class -- I keep forgetting that. Y'all here for Billy Buns and those, bless our Billy, are in ample and buoyant supply for us right on after the jump...
I still kind of can't believe that there was absolutely no awards buzz for Sally Hawkins' work in Bring Her Back last year -- I guess there could have been conufsion on whether her role was Lead or Supporting? I'd personally call it a Lead -- and I'd say she deserved a nomination more than half the people who did get nominated for that statue, too. Hell I liked Hawkins' work more than I liked Buckley's steamrolling performance in Hamnet, even -- as a person who generally loves Buckley I found her work in that movie overwrought; I found Mescal more moving. But I guess there are similarities between Hawkins and Buckley's characters that I hadn't even considered until now, and perhaps they're the reason Hawkins gained no footing with precursors -- both characters are after all women lashing out in grief after the death of a child. Hawkins' work is the only one that, to me, felt truly surprising though. Not to get lost in old Oscar talk! JFC who cares! So anyway! Sally Hawkins is 50 today! She's a gem and I'm so happy we have her. The movies are 75% more interesting with her running around.
Raise your hand if you'd let Jacob Elordi fling you around like he is that weight training device. [The entire world tilts off its axis from everyone raising their hands all at once.] Happy Monday!
Has Taron captured your attention? Good, that was my intention. Because I have a review for you to read! Click on over to Pajiba and you can read my thoughts on Apex, the Aussie wilderness thriller that stars Charlize Theron and Taron that just landed on Netflix today. It's good! I liked it! (Also Taron is naked in it! Even better!)
Neville: Like I always say, I don't know what I like
until I see it. And then I know I don't like it.
Have any of you seen this sleazy 1984 Larry Cohen film? (Redundancy after redundancy there.) I only saw it a few weeks ago because the fine folks at Radiance Films put out a gorgeous new restoration of it on blu-ray and it was exactly what I wanted from a sleazy 1984 Larry Cohen film that stars Eric Bogosian as a movie director who decides to use a real life murder he commits as inspiration for his next movie. It's kind of Larry Cohen's spin on Vertigo and it's terrific. I totally felt like I needed to take a shower afterwards. Anyway speaking of Eric Bogosian, a happy 73rd birthday to the character actor whose career has as of late gotten a bump thanks to the double-punch of Uncut Gems and the Interview With the Vampire series. And speaking of the latter -- we have a trailer for the new season, baby! Sweet Rockin' Lestat gimme! I'm surprised they officially changed the name of the show to go with the book though.
Dolce & Gabbana gets it -- a year on and they're stillreleasing more photos of Theo James in his little white speedo for their "fragrance" campaign. I hate summer with the passion of... well, one stubborn piece-of-shit sun. But looking at Theo James in his little white speedo I'm ready for the beach!
If this post feels rushed then you are definitely "liking my vibe from across the bar" as they say -- but it's not anything but the actual content of the post that has me in such a state! Which is to say I am posting these photos of Kit Harington being his usual itty-bitty dreamboat self (this time for Man About Town magazine) quickly so I can actually go read the interview with him because the person doing the interview is his Industry co-star Marisa Abela and I totally wanna read them talking to one another about things! I can pretend they're Sir Henry and Yasmin for a moment, yes, but also I saw a highlighted quote from their chat...
... and now do you understand why I am typing extremely high-strung at the moment??? I don't care if I am being baited with bisexuality by Jon Snow -- hook line and sinker, baby. Have you seen that ass? That ass? That ass? That ass? That ass? That ass? That ass? That ass? Just the whisper of the idea of the possibility of male hands having access to that thing is built in a laboratory to make me go BONKERS. So yeah enough talking -- I'm off to read the interview, and y'all hit the jump for Kit "somewhere on the sexual spectrum" Harington's hot new photos...
How in the fresh Cylon hell has it been 17 years since Battlestar Galactica finished its run? It was talked about a lot here on MNPP in our early years -- especially Jamie Bamber dropping that towel, that was a very popular subject -- but to be truthful I haven't watched a minute of the show again since it finished its run. I think I watched some but not all of the short-lived spin-off Caprica? I guess that's why it was so short-lived! Anyway news has landed today that the show is hitting streaming -- this can't be for the first time, can it? -- at Paramount+ and Pluto TV on May 1st, so perhaps a re-watch is finally in order. The world inexplicably feels more dystopian than it did during the GWB presidency, which is what that show was of course riffing on -- I feel like it might have entirely new lessons to impart here in 2026. All I know is we should throw our fucking President out of the airlock, full stop.
You know as long as Aaron Taylor-Johnson doesn't want to have sex with me -- and by all accounts (to date) he does not -- then I guess it's not so bad that he's married to a woman who will take very attractive shirtless photos of her husband reasonably often and then upload them onto the internet. It could be worse -- him not wanting to have sex with me, that is. He could be with someone who (understandably) kept him all to her/himself! I would be that person. I would so totally be that person. You'd never see him again if he was mine! I guess saying things like this on the internet is probably a part of why he doesn't want to have sex with me. Alas. I must speak my truth.
Much to many of your no doubt chagrins Heated Rivalry breakout Connor Storrie has been booking roles left right and V-shaped center -- for one I believe he's already filmed his role in Beef and Shiva Baby actress Molly Gordon's upcoming comedy Peaked opposite Gordon and Emma Mackey and Laura Dern and Amy Sedaris and lots of people (it's a comedy about a high school reunion), which sounds right up my alley since every name I just listed off is heaven. But we're not here now for Peaked -- we're here because Deadline is reporting that his next movie might be a thriller called Turpentine from Compliance director slash The Penguin showrunner Craig Zobel, which already has Melissa McCarthy circling. Those two in a thriller already has me pre-thrilled! The plot, described as "following a deadbeat son who hires friends to rob his own parents to pay off a bookie with disastrous results", sounds pretty Fargo-ish to me, but Zobel makes me think it will be played straighter than the Coens did similar ingredients. But it'll be good to see McCarthy do another serious role -- I wouldn't be angry if this was just The Deep End but with Meliessa McCarthy playing the Tilda role! Although if they wanna go goofier maybe she could play her character like an older version of that roommate from Go! So many possibilities.
You know how people who are really genuinely afraid of clowns get irritated about how, some time post-It, everybody decided clowns are creepy? Maybe I just have that one territorial coulrophobe in my life, but I think there is something to people being suggestively brainwashed into thinking they find something scary after enough repetition or reinforcement, and I say this from experience because I am pretty certain I never used to have Trypophobia (otherwise known as a fear of clusters of holes or bumps in irregular patterns). I don't remember this being a thing in my life anyway, not until I'd heard about it being a thing thanks to the internet -- then suddenly I felt myself becoming convinced it's true, that it's fucking digusting to look at clusters of holes or bumps in irregular patterns. Anyway that's the reason you're looking at the above poster for the movie Ghost in the Cell and not the official poster that's on its IMDb page, which makes me want to never stop barfing. If I couldn't stop barfing then I wouldn't be able to continue typing, and then you'd never have had read all of that blather -- and wouldn't we all be so much worse off that way? I thought so.
Anyway I thought I'd posted about this news but I guess I just did it on social media (which happens more than it ought to) -- Joko Anwar, the modern maestro of Indonesian horror behind films like Impetigore,Satan's Slaves, Satans Slaves 2: Communion, and the upcoming Satan's Slaves 3: Origin (and that's new news of its own), has a horror movie out in theaters in Indonesia right this minute! It is indeed called Ghost in the Cell and it's about a -- god I have done this gag so many times -- you guessed it! A ghost, it's in a cell. It's a horrible specter, a ghoul, a poltergeist, and it's inside a prison, a jail, a penitentiary. Use any of those words and you too can have a movie title. Seriously though I love love love what Anwar's been cooking over the past decade -- he would wield Trypophobia for his poster, since that's so perfectly in sync with how good his movies have been at poking me in uncomfortable places. Remember the dude eating a fistful of furry caterpillars in his script for The Queen of Black Magic? I sure fucking do ughhh. There's a sweaty tactility to his movies that really worms around in your flesh, so I can't wait for a new movie from him!
Unfortunately that's exactly what we'll be doing since who the hell knows when Ghost in the Cell is getting a U.S. release. Anwar's enough of an international name now (he had that creepy crawly anthology series on Netflix, after all) that I know this will come here at some point, probably via Shudder or IFC or one of the small horror-tinged studios of a similar sort. It seems a safe bet. Just when remains unclear, but believe you me I'll be all up on that business when we know it. And -- if I'm not barfing -- I will share said news with you then. Here's the trailer:
"I too quit smoking (2013) AND find this type of pictures cool. Also, PSA: if you're feeling like you want to start smoking again, just remind yourself "I do not want my body and house to stink like stale horseshit", then go drink one more glass of water to entertain your hands and lips. Congrats, btw."
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