Arnas Fedaravičius Nine Times

I didn't intend for today to turn so White Lotus centric (see also this morning) but it's not really too outlandish either, given I have been worshipping at the altar of Mike White for two and a half full decades now, ever since his first film Chuck & Buck became Chuck & Buck & Jason Forever back in the year 2000. And this Vogue Scandanavia photoshoot of Lithuanian actor Arnas Fedaravičius, who plays the third season's hot-stuff masseur Valentin, obviously demanded its attention. I won't get into spoilers re: his character since some of you might not be caught up on the show but I think Valentin is going to turn out to be an interesting character, don't you? Mike White always gives the beefcake a surprise twist and I expect no less here. Not that I've seen any more than any of you, but the tea leaves are pointing! Anyway until then though just hit the jump for the full shoot (with a little bonus video at the end)...

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I don't usually post gifs all in a line like that like this is Tumblr or some shit but... well who am I to judge Tumblr? But mainly those shots from this past weekend's episode of The White Lotus need to be seen like that to be properly appreciated. As explicated last week after the premiere those are the "will they or will they?" brothers (!!!) played by Patrick Schwarzenegger and Sam Nivola on the show's third season...

It must be so weird for Sam Nivola to play a person who is related to a guy with such a beautiful ass that it's impossible not to stare at -- I can't imagine where he's summoning that energy from

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... and Mike White only added further fuel to that fire with that moment. (Do you think there is meta commentary going on with the fact that both actors are "nepo-babies"? I think Mike White just might be that galaxy-brained but that might just be a coincidence.) Anyway we'll see where that thread goes (watchfully, we will!) but for now let's just distract ourselves with a big brand new photoshoot of Patrick for V Man magazine after the jump...

Luca Talks

I actually haven't watched this in full yet myself but it's Monday lunchtime so the perfect moment! Over the weekend our favorite peach-fucker and sometime film director Luca Guadagnino did a video for the French YouTube channel Konbini's "Video Club" series, where filmmakers and actors and artists go to talk about their inspirations. And it already gifted us with at least the above meme, which I plan on trotting out whenever the nmoment arises (so basically once or thrice a week). Here's the full video:

Today's Mood

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Several more photos of Cooper Koch in V Man magazine (each one hotter than the one before it) popped up on Friday but I decided to hold them off for today, just in case even more popped up over the weekend -- they've been having a good time, dribbling these out piecemeal, and I have had a good time being dribbled upon by them. See the first batch I posted last week right here. I also have the link to the interview here, and there's video of the shoot at the bottom of this post. (Seems like this post has two bottoms.) Kickin' the week off with Coopa, we dig, we dig. Hit the jump for the rest...

 

Welcome to the Theo-Crazy

In a week chockful o' Theo I don't see any reason not to ring it out the same way we rung it in -- by staring at that million dollar face one more time. If you go see The Monkey this weekend, which I reviewed right here, come tell me your thoughts -- like I said it's a lot of movie and I'm not 100% it all works, but I liked it anyway. More than I have any of Oz Perkins' movies to date, which have been a mixed bag for me (I was not a fan of Longlegs) -- this one's still mixed but the way it seizes onto a real chaos, a real sense of unhinged madness, well I think it's a good direction for him and he should continue down this road. The world is fucking out of control! Our movies should follow suit! On that note everybody... just try and stay off the internet some this weekend. Go outside, smell some dirt or something. I don't know -- whatever people do "outside." Just try to stay sane! That's my advice. And it's good advice. 

Which is Hotter?

Writer-director Jordan Peele is turning 46 today and we want to take this moment to commend him for his many accomplishments -- a string of great horror movies full of immediately iconic imagery that reflects the state of our world in truly original and unexpected ways... sure, all of that! But also -- have you noticed that the dude has a great eye for gifting us with male eye candy too? Because I sure have. (It's what I do, after all.) There are many more examples -- any time Daniel Kaluuya is on screen; Steven Yeun in his cowboy get-up -- but I've chosen my two personal favorites for today's birthday poll. Above there's Brandon Perea in Nope and down below there's Winston Duke in Us -- now you must choose!

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Happy birthday, Mr. Peele!

Sucking the Boys Dry At Home!

If you somehow haven't seen Robert Eggers' tremendous Nosferatu yet I will try not to judge you (oh wait, too late) and simply direct you to the streaming service Peacock, where the film is now available to stream from the comfort of your reclusive bubble. Here is my review of the film, which technically landed at #4 on my favorite movies of 2024 list but ask me another day it could've been my number one. Having watched it at home and in the theater (repeatedly) now I can say with certainty that the movie really benefits from the theatrical experience -- for one it's a dark movie...

People who complained about NOSFERATU being "too dark" really never watched GAME OF THRONES did they

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... although in a purposefully meted out way; this isn't sloppy darkness. It's painterly. But you need the screen to be large to really appreciate the detail of what's happening inside of Eggers' frames. But if it's to be at home you might be better off watching the 4K disc of the film as opposed to relying on the quality and strength of a streamer's transmission. But you do you! Just turn off all of the lights and let the mood envelope you. God I love this (sorta gay) movie. 

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I posted so many photos of actor Taylor Zakhar Perez in his underwear on Wednesday I didn't think there could be possibly any more... and then there was more! Just the above shot, but that shot is good enough that it demands a posting. And you know what else it demands? A tag here on the site for Taylor! Actually it's y'all who demanded that in the comments of Wednesday's post, but I agree -- the boy's earned it. See -- I do listen to you! I'm not a dictator! This is a cheerocracy dammit! Anyway the above shot might be the only half-naked one I dug up but I do have a handful more, fully clothed though they might be, so hit the jump...

The Monkey in 400 Words

Although it'd be neat if he wants to hang out sometime since he seems like a rad dude (just saying) I don't personally know Osgood Perkins, sometimes actor, son of Psycho star Anthony, and the quickly-becoming-his-own-brand horror director of The Blackcoat's Daughter, Longlegs, and my til-now-favorite Gretel & Hansel. And yet it's impossible to not think while watching his latest movie, the Stephen King adpatation The Monkey, that this feels like an extraordinarily personal movie for the man. 

Like I said -- I don't know him. And yet knowing what I do -- having watched him speak eloquently in Bryan Fuller's horror doc Queer For Fear about his closeted father's tumultuous relationship with the character of Norman Bates and his death from AIDS, and also knowing that Osgood's mother, the actress Berry Berenson, was killed in one of the planes that crashed into the World Trade Center on 9/11 -- the thematic threads of cursed familial chaos passed down patriarchally that thrum though The Monkey feel, you know, fairly pointed! Notable. Of note. Resonant. And then when planes on fire start falling out of the sky? Can you blame me? These thoughts are right there for the taking.

The Monkey also feels the closest Oz has gotten to date to his father's wild late career work -- the absurdly nasty black humor on display here is very close to the Tony-directed Psycho III, or to his father's oh let's say lurid performance in Ken Russell's Crimes of Passion. This movie is bleak and pitch-black hearted and finds the absurd pointlessness of human existence to be a ribald punchline. It's of a piece with the Final Destination movies, but if they were less Rube Goldberg and more Albert Camus on acid. 

It also might be, all due apologies to Gretel, my new favorite movie of Oz's. It'll definitely take a second viewing to decide that because The Monkey is so tonally erratic and balls deep wackadoo that it's hard to decide from moment to moment if this shit's anarchic genius or gallumphing mess. Hell maybe it's both! But in a world of so much personality-free I.P.-driven "content", The Monkey feels so bloody particular, so preposterously gonzo, that I must slow-clap it for audacity alone. (If you liked last year's Cuckoo, which I've come to appreciate more and more with distance for how by-its-own-rules it flew, this should also be your cuppa.)

Charlie Cox Eight Times

My decades of love for Charlie Cox has weathered many a storm -- I mean he has been shaving his furry perfect chest for a full fucking decade now to play Daredevil! How much is one furry-chest-lover supposed to take? So the fact that this new photoshoot of him for British GQ is kind of boring, I can take it. The suffering has already taken its toll, etched itself into the lines of my face and of my soul -- what's one boring photoshoot compared to the agonies he's long since put me through? 

I am, in case you didn't get it, exaggerating a little bit -- impossible to not make my heart go pitter-patter, Charlie looks adorable as ever. And I actually like most of the clothes he's wearing. These days that's never to be taken for granted. (I really really love the outfit he's wearing on the cover, seen down below.) Things could be worse! Most important of all -- at least I can see via his plunging neckline that his chest is properly hairy here! We'll hold onto that much, clutch that to our heart, and we will carry on. 12 days until Daredevil returns!!! Hit the jump for the rest...

Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...

 ... you can learn from:

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Cokes: Hey, hey. Why is he crying?

Roger: He's crying because he's a queer.

Cokes: You a queer, boy?

Richie: Yes, Sergeant.

Cokes: How long you been a queer?

Richie: I don't know.

Roger: All of his fucking life.

Cokes: Don't be talking mean at him. Ain't two months ago, 

maybe even yesterday, I called a kid who was a queer a lot 

of awful names. Now I just want to be figuring things out.

Richie: I don't know what's hurting in me. 

I don't know what's hurting in me.

Cokes: Oh, no, no, boy. You listen to me.
You're going to be okay. There's a lot

of worse things than being a queer in this world. 

I mean, you could have leukemia. That's worse.

The king Robert Altman was born 100 years ago today!

Tell me your five favorite Altman movies in the comments.

Run Daniel Craig Run

Yes that might be a picture of Daniel Craig there but if you've come around here anticipating a post from me about James Bond being sold off to Amazon you're outta the luck because I couldn't give a shit -- I famously never saw a single 007 movie until Craig suited up and while I saw all and enjoyed most of those, and even went back and saw a couple handfuls of the earlier films over that time, I still would be fine if the character was dropped off a cliff now. Who the fuck cares? Tell new stories dammit. Bond is picked-clean Boomer leftovers and if you change the character too much you'll satisfy nobody. (And if you return the character to its actual origins you'll only please the cretins.) So let's movie on. 

Okay I said this wasn't a post about that and yet here I am rambling on. At least the more I ramble the more photos of Daniel you get to fill up the space -- be happy about my rambling then! No I'm here to touch on the other Danny-boy news -- namely that he has yanked himself violently out of Luca Guadagnino's clutches, and he will not star in Luca's supposed DC superhero movie (I still cannot believe this will be a thing) Sgt. Rock. The two of course collaborated last year on (my beloved) Queer -- Deadline says no reason's been given for the departure but I hope Daniel doesn't hate Luca now because he didn't get an Oscar nomination. That's where my petty mind goes anyway. But maybe he just saw the writing on the wall that this project seems to be a bit of nonsense. I mean I love that Luca wants to challenge himself but yeesh what an idea. Not that I want Luca to turn his sights toward that nonsensical American Psycho remake either! Deadline says there are other actors (including Jeremy Allen White) in the running to step into Daniel's combat boots. Whatever. Make your money, Luca. I don't want him in the poor house like Brady Corbet!

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I See Paul Mescal's Underpants

Given how world class good looking Paul Mescal is, it took me a minute of staring at these new photos of him for Vogue magazine to realize he's been yanked into the unfortunate orbit of recent runway style that's had the waistbands of boxer shorts showing above a trousers natural waist -- and listen. I like thinking about what Paul Mescal is wearing under his suit as much as the next guy. But I don't think I can co-sign this trend. I know it's just a coopting of the "urban" aesthetic of droopy pants...

... and I sort of get it being reworked in this way in theory -- it adds a splash of color to the midsection; some interest. It's sort of like a sash instead of a belt I guess. But mostly it just makes me think, "Ouch his boys must be strained." And I just don't think fashion that makes our testicles wince (outside of a fetish space, natch) should be encouraged. Maybe that's just me though! Those crazy kids! Shakes cane!