Prepare to see a lot of them if she stars in Quentin Tarantino's The Hateful Eight, as is now the rumor. Also, goddamn that would be awesome! Her starring in a QT movie, not the feet part. That link points out that there doesn't seem to be a sizable role for a female from what we know so far about the film though (which is a lot, what with the script leak and all) so I hope he makes one for her. Just rewrite it and make her the star, Quentin. I'm sick of your testosterone-fests lately. Stare at her feet all you like, just give her some rat-a-tat dialogue to spout as you leer and we'll be all good.
... for Eva Green that I am starting out a post about the new trailer for Gregg Araki's movie White Bird in a Blizzard, which is stuffed with hunka hunks of burning something-or-other, with a picture of her, Eva Green, female woman, and not say...
... shirtless Shiloh Fernandez, or...
... shirtless Thomas Jane, or...
... Thomas Jane and Christopher Meloni giving each other sex eyes. It says a whole heckuva damn lot about my ginormous love for Eva Green, really. God she's all I want to watch anymore. Just give me Eva Green in every single movie, Hollywood. Here's the trailer:
This comes out on VOD at the end of September, and will apparently play some theaters about a month later. So you can see all the times Araki's camera is staring at Thomas Jane's crotch on a big screen.
It's funny - when I do these "The Moment I Fell For" posts for actresses it's always some great bit of acting from them that cinches the deal, but on more than several occasions when I do these posts for actors of the male persuasion it's, well, just a good ol' beefcakey picture that stole my heart. C'est la vie, so goes my obviousness. Anyway I hadn't seen this picture (via, thanks Mac) in ages and ages but man, it's a good 'un isn't it?He's apparently 18 here, which would make this 2001-ish. Pretty, pretty, pretty thing.
I suppose you've got to come up with a good angle to realize a solid science-fiction-tinged romance a la The One I Love (or TiMER or Eternal Sunshine or the also-Duplass-starring Safety Not Guaranteed) but the team of Mark Duplass and Elizabeth Moss makes it seem so effortless here that I found myself wondering halfway through why we don't see more movies tackle this terrain. It seems like there's a lot of gold to be shaken from them thar hills. But then at one point I was reminded of Joss Whedon's recent mostly-misfire In Your Eyes and I realized it's not an infallible route to goodness. But the percentages are high! The One I Love is mostly an exercise in watching two very good, low-key actors twist themselves into itty bitty pretzels of variation, and as such it's a perfectly worthwhile and maybe even in the end haunting use of ninety-five minutes. Moss is especially terrific - there's a late-in-the-film scene over some dishes that spins and pivots off of her own playful change-ups of expression and tone, and its a humdinger.
A happy birthday to director Peter Weir today! I bounce between being grateful that he captured Mel when he was so young and so pretty before we knew what a psycho he was, and being resentful that these old pictures exist to make me feel such contradictory things in the first place. But then I remember the pile of great great movies Weir made without Gibson in them and I let him off the hook.
I've felt all week as if I just had to do something with this picture that Geoff Stults (far right) instagrammed of himself and his brother George (in the middle) with one-time Survivor contesant Silas Gaither. It's a fleshy furry beardapalooza right up my alley after all. I only started following the Stults bros because that show Enlisted that Geoff was on with Parker Young and Chris Lowell, which turned out to be a delightful flesh-fest (see here and here and here) for all involved. I mean look he's still posting pictures like this...
... even though it's been long cancelled. Bless that show. Brother George is no slouch either - look at these old shots of himself and his brother he posted...
But as you can tell this whole exquisite ordeal bounces around so much between hot piece to hot piece I can't quite stay focused for five seconds even, which has kept this post from fruition until now. Hey look Chris Lowell posted a naked picture of himself too!
It's like some sort of crazy gratuitous competition between these guys. And yes, we all win. So anyway to bring some kind of focus to this scattered smorgasbord of sexy selfies I figure we can do a Do Dump or Marry for that very first picture up top.
Yes, this one. Our threesome are left to right - Silas from Survivor, and then the brothers Geoff and George Stults. Tell us in the comments who gets your Do, your Dump, and your Marry. And if you want to see more pics of the boys being boy-men, hit the jump...
First off - who is that with him in that picture? Is it Mathieu Kassovitz? it looks like Mathieu Kassovitz to me but I'm not quite sure. Clearly they should touch more, though. Much, much more. And secondly thanks to Anon for yesterday letting us know in the comments that an English fan-site for Matthias is finally a thing - they have several pictures of him I hadn't seen before, including this lot. More Matty yes please. (click to embiggen)
--- Burn Me Up - As I continue to find the sight of Daniel Radcliffe, a hint of chest fur, and gigantic devil's horns quite the something-or-other, I continue to link when we get new pictures fromHorns, his upcoming horror-flick from director Alexandre Aja from Joe Hill's pretty good book of the same name. I didn't realize this movie's out on Halloween - now that Nightcrawler's moved to that date too I'm now expecting quite the ghoulishly sexy weekend.
--- After Enough - Has anybody read The Land of Steady Habits by Ted Thompson? I hadn't heard of it until news just broke that the wonderful Nicole Holofcener is making it her next movie, following up last year's marvelous Enough Said, but it sounds interesting in that it's a little bit of a departure for her - it's about a man, namely. Oh sure she always gives men plenty of stuff to do in her films, but they're usually focused on the females. It sounds like a great role for an actor in his Sixties though.
--- All About The Girl - The presence of Winona Ryder is enough to flatten out a lot of wrinkles for me, I love her so, so the news that she's joined the cast of a new HBO miniseries from the creator of The Wire is almost getting me over the fact that the main star of the series will be Oscar Isaac, who save a surprisingly meaty rump does very little for me on-screen. Another notch in the "NO!" column is the presence of The Walking Dead's Jon Bernthal, who was astonishingly, unwatchably bad on that show and his continued employment perplexes me to no end. That accent he's butchering in the trailer for Fury! God he's just awful!
--- Strange Fellow - It's been several months since I saw Ira Sachs' film Love is Strange at the Tribeca Film Festival and yet as I read this interview with him - the movie's coming out tomorrow in limited release, and you need to see it as soon as you can! - I still managed to burst into spontaneous tears,just from reading his words about the movie. It's so so so good, you guys.
--- Beyond The Belle - I only saw Gone With the Wind for the first time a few years ago and I liked it much more than my Yankee ass ever thought I would but not quite enough to sit through it again in order to participate in The Film Experience's "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" series, where Nat's splitting the film up over two weeks and choosing the best frames from it. But reading about it is fun!
--- Super Men - In case you want a couple more shots of Henry Cavill strolling around in his Supes costume on the set of the new movie - I posted one here yesterday - The Daily Mail has got them. He looks great but of course he does, ya know? Oh and if you want to see director Zack Snyder do the wet t-shirt contest charity game that's been making the rounds, here's that. His an eensy little bundle of muscles, that one. But why hasn't Henry Cavill done this yet? While wearing white briefs? I demand it.
Every new trailer for Nightcrawler seems to grant me the gift of a brand new impossibly perfect gif to express my mood. Oh sure you might think it's terrifying to discover that this movie of all the movies is rife with visual depictions of my moods, but... well like Jake after losing all the weight he lost for this part, I really don't have a "but." It's terrifying, the end. Here's the trailer! (thanks mac)
I saw some pictures of Ansel Elgort before I ever saw him in anything, and the picture made me think that maybe here was somebody new to stare at - monied alabaster twink who looks like he smells like soap can be an appealing look, from the right angle, mood depending. But then I actually watched him in a couple of movies - in the remake of Carrie he proved that William Katt was one of our finest actors and we just never knew it until somebody else tried on Tommy Ross for size, and then in Divergent... wait he was in Divergent?
I've made my point. Anyway I have not watched The Fault in Our Stars, which these pictures are from, yet because oh god just shoot me with the dart-gun now, I won't struggle. It'd be enough that Shaileene's gotten on my last nerve with her "ant-hill for a bed, tree-bark for deodorant" philosophizing (and that was even before she dug that "Feminist" hole for herself) but Ansel, too - he's just not reeling me any place. So I ask you, the people, now that the movie's about to be released for home consumption - should I - me, you know, me - should me bother?
(Do know that all you have to say to me is "LAURA DERN" and you'll break down any and all defenses I've got. But does she have anything to do in it?)
No, not because he got to paw at Chris Pratt back on the Guardians of the Galaxy red carpets (although that's fun too) - Halt and Catch Fire got renewed! It had seriously low ratings - I think more people have seen me getting confused trying to find the bathroom in Macys than watched any given episode - and it had a rocky first half of the season, but by the end I was totally with it, and I think y'all should give it a shot. Mostly for the ladies - Mackenzie Davis and Kerry Bishé are fab and I can't wait to see where they take their characters. And if Scoot grows his beard back I'll be willing to address him, too. (Not til then though, mister!)
Shit today's gone and I promised I'd review not just Frank but also maybe some of the seventeen-thousand movies I haven't reviewed yet, and yet nope, not gonna happen. Sorry, guys. Sometimes you fall down a Jean-Paul Belmondo hole (heh) and you just can't squirm your way out of it. If I say "Tomorrow, then!" you have no reason to believe me since I have proven myself a lying liar, but I say it anyway. Reviews forthcoming. If I'm lying this time Jake can beat the snot out of me.
I was on the receiving end of some happy movie learnin' today when I saw that a pair of Jean-Paul Belmondo flicks are playing New York's Film Forum next week - 1964's The Man From Rio and its sequel Up To His Ears were directed by Philippe de Broca (he also directed Alan Bates, mmm Alan Bates, in King of Hearts) and are apparently sorta Bond-spoofs, although Film Forum says they feel more like Indiana Jones movies. Just with Jean-Paul Belmondo.
Looking like he does.
Anybody seen either of these movies? Rio co-stars Françoise Dorléac, Catherine Deneuve's lovely sister who I've enjoyed previously in The Young Girls of Rochefort and Roman Polanski's Cul-de-sac. And the sequel Up To His Ears co-stars an actual Bond girl - Ursula Andress tried to steal the spotlight from Jean-Paul...
... she failed, of course. She gave it a good effort though.
In case you hadn't realized it before, it seems like Ursula had a pretty good few years there in the 60s. But back...
... to the topic at hand. Just as Ursula seems to be discovering a shirtless Jean-Paul for the taking in that picture, the very act of looking up these movies brought me upon several pictures of JP I had never seen before, which are after the jump...
Recently at the theater my boyfriend saw the trailer for The Drop (otherwise known as the movie that's got me photo-shopping Tom Hardy and Matthias Schoenaerts into compromising poses) for the first time and leaned over to me once it was done and said it was literally the most boring trailer he had ever seen. Thing is, for all the spring in my step that seeing those two gents above sharing a frame gives me, I can't really disagree with him. And yet, I keep posting on it. So it goes. They just released the clip of T♥M that we've been ogling for ages, here it be:
Oh and in other news a couple of pictures of Tom in the BBC series Peaky Blindershit online today, and he is sporting some mega-scruff.
"Can someone please let me know why Mad Max the original movies and now this chaotic one are so Great? I've seen the first two movies. The very first, to me was horrible but I guess I'm judging by different standards. I'm not a very R rated movies person I prefer my violence implied not shown but I really like Charlize (still trying to digest Tom as an "actor") but please, fans of the originals explain the magnificence to me."