Tuesday, April 28, 2015

No Rest For The Québécois Hipster Savant

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I thought that work had already begun with Xavier Dolan filming his English-language debut starring Jessica Chastain, Kathy Bates, Susan Sarandon and Kit Harington, but I was wrong - apparently that doesn't film until this fall. And so he's just announced that, lest he not make it to one thousand films directed before the age of 30, he's going to spend the time between now and then directing a whole different movie. 

It will be called It's Only The End of the World (French title: Juste la fin du Monde) and will it star a bunch of nobodies named Marion Cotillard, Léa Seydoux, Vincent Cassel, Nathalie Baye and Gaspard Ulliel. Who'd want to star at those hunks of wood? 

It's based on a play by Jean-Luc Lagarce, which The Playlist describes thusly:

"After 12 years of absence, a writer goes back to his hometown, planning on announcing his upcoming death to his family," it's described. "As resentment soon rewrites the course of the afternoon, fits and feuds unfold, fueled by loneliness and doubt, while all attempts of empathy are sabotaged by people’s incapacity to listen, and love."

I am guessing based off that cast that Ulliel's the writer, and maybe Cassel and Baye are his parents? Cotillard and Seydoux could be sisters? Anyway that's a cast and a half, that is. Go Xavi.
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Five Frames From ?

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What movie is this?
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New Shaft City

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I don't mean to suggest that the Magic Mike rip-off Chocolate City could solve race relations in this country, but I also don't mean to not suggest that either. I mean, make love not war, right? And if it's not love exactly...

... well close enough.
Here's the trailer (via):
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They really do push the Magic Mike thing way too hard - "you're really gonna go with "Feel The Magic" as your tag-line? - but in the end who the fuck cares? The movie's delivering what it's there to deliver, and there's plenty of room for all the actors that want to shake their bare asses on camera, if you ask me. 

I anxiously await Magic Mike rip-offs from around the world - gimme a Korean Magic Mike, a Middle Eastern Magic Mike, a Brazilian Magic Mike. I want them all! I wanna see Inuits shaking their g-strings on icebergs, dammit. As for Chocolate City though, two things about that trailer. One...

 ... I love that our main character gets discovered by Main Stripper Dude in the bathroom. I so seriously hope it involves thew two of them standing next to each other at the urinals. And two...

... I am honestly kind of freaked out by this shot of his glistening fingers at the end of the trailer. That's not what I think it is, is it? Oh myyyyy. Hit the jump for a ton more caps...

Bloody Bloody Ryan Reynolds

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Ryan posted this picture on Twitter yesterday, from the set of Deadpool - he really wants us to know that this isn't going to be the PG-13 CG abomination that The Green Lantern was.
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I Am Link

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--- Somebody To Love - We'll be getting lots of Cannes stuff over the next couple of weeks; stuff like those MacBeth pictures we just posted, and stuff like this: The Playlist has all the info on Gaspard Noé's upcoming and clearly controversial film Love, which is already courting it with a full-on cum-shot poster, including the film's title written out in jizz. I feel like I am watching a tennis match between Gaspard and Lars Von Trier right now. Anyway Love stars in the leading-man role one Karl Glusman, who we just posted shirtless pictures of a few weeks ago when he got cast in Nicolas Winding Refn's horror movie The Neon Demon. We are on the ball! Anyway dude is sexy, as you can see, and now Gaspard's got me curious how much of Mr. Glusman we'll be seeing in this art porno.
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--- Red Everywhere - Guillermo Del Toro won an award at the San Francisco International Film Fest and he got to give one of his typical rambling interviews where he bounced from topic to topic to topic with profane abandon - the bit about the ending of Pan's Labyrinth is interesting; and he's also continuing to make it clear that we should expect Crimson Peak to earn its R rating like gangbusters.
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---  She Follows Up - Super happy (but not surprised in the slightest) to see burgeoning horror icon Maika Monroe (she of The Guest and It Follows) booking big roles - happy because she's great; not surprised because she's super hot. She's just landed a role in the Independence Day sequel. I didn't say "good" mind you; I said "big." She is super though. Watch out, Amber Heard! And speaking of It Follows, director David Robert Mitchell is going to make a horror show called Mr. Postman, about a postal worker investigating the creepy people on his route.
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--- Down In DC - Common got to much praise for his perfectly fine song from Selma that it almost feels sacrilegious at this point to criticize the man but the dude is not a good actor, he just isn't, so I'm not really tremendously enthusiastic reading he might be the main villain Black Manta in the Aquaman movie. That said in theory it's cool that both leads in the film would be non-white. There are rumors he'll be showing up in Suicide Squad first. And now that I've brought up Suicide Squad... uhh what are y'all's thoughts on that "Jared Leto as Joker" image that popped up over the weekend? I feel as if all the jokes have been made by now, I'm too late. Here's my secret hope though: Leto plays the character like Terry Richardson.
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--- Dear Death - Horror director Adam Wingard, who's already got a couple of classics under his belt with You're Next and The Guest, has signed on to direct an adaptation of the horror manga Death Note next, which has already been turned into two movies in Japan. I even think I saw one of them? It's about a supernatural notebook that will kill the person whose name you write down in it. Yeah it's silly. Silly can be fun though.
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--- Big Dong Daario -- I don't know how I missed this but apparently Playgirl offered Michiel Huisman big buckaroos to pose for them - even though I clearly would like to see more of his very attractive genitals, I still love his response: "They never reached me. Maybe my team was like, ‘No way' [before they could ask me]. Listen, I’m very flattered by the attention that some of that has gotten but no, I’m not going to do that. Of course not." Boner-killer. Oh and our pal Jarett got to interview Michiel last week over at Buzzfeed, and we hate him now accordingly for it.
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--- Small Screen Maestro - Wes Craven has inked a deal with NBC Universal to shepherd three new TV series for SyFy - one's an adaptation of The People Under the Stairs (hilariously described as "Downton Abbey meets The Amityville Horror") one's a deep space science-fiction thing, and the third sounds the most interesting and sounds like Wes might be the most involved with - it's called We Are All Completely Fine and is described thus:

"We Are All Completely Fine tells the story of Dr. Jan Sayer, an enigmatic psychologist who gathers survivors of five horror-movie scenarios in a support group – and unwittingly unlocks the evils of her patients’ pasts. As their traumas are brought back to the surface, they uncover which monsters they face are within — and which are lurking in plain sight. "
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--- And Finally, Hannibal creator Bryan Fuller gave a pretty big interview with Digital Spy on the new season, spilling all sorts of beans on what we can expect from the suave serial killer and his friends this summer. If you want to go in with a completely wiped mind don't click that link but I don't think he gives anything away that'll ruin your enjoyment of the show; plot matters of course but mood mood, it is the mood that makes it. Oh and here's a picture of me and Bryan hanging out this weekend because I'm still pretty gleefully dumbstruck over the fact that I can actually call this genius my friend. Watch Hannibal!
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Thru The Fog And Filthy Air

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We've only had one official image (and a sort-of poster) from the new version of MacBeth with Michael Fassbender and Marion Cotillard so far, so the three seen here bring us up to a whopping four, wha ah ah, four official MacBeth images.

These are via Empire; the film is playing at Cannes so we should hear more about it relatively soon, I suppose. (Those Frenchies have big mouths, is what I am saying.) This film was directed by the dude who made the deeply unnerving serial killer drama Snowtown.


Good Morning, Harry

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For somebody with abs like Harry Shum Jr. has abs - see here and here and here and especially here for examples - he's got an awfully demure Instagram account. If I had his abs it'd be like Ab Weekly up in there. "Abs! They're Just Like Abs!" The best I could do was the above shot and then below a tank top and a shot showing off the bruises he got doing wire-work for the Crouching Tiger sequel he's starring in.

Oh and also for some reason there's a video of Harry and tWitch (Hey I just learned who that is! He's one of the new dancers in Magic Mike XXL!) having "a topless sword fight." Minds out of the gutter, people - it's not quite as promising as that originally sounds.
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A happy 33 to Harry today.
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Monday, April 27, 2015

All Hail Queen Jonas

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EW caught up with Ryan Murphy on his new show Scream Queens, the upcoming slasher-comedy for Fox, and got all the details - maybe more details than I wanted to read going into it. (thanks Mac) There are new pictures of several of the folks involved besides Nick Jonas, too. (Hi-ya Jamie Lee!) I just chose Nick for, you know, reasons. Anyway the most interesting part of the interview for me was the following, which clears something up:

EW: So will each season be a different conceit like American Horror Story?
Murphy: It’s different than Horror Story. Jamie Lee and I were talking about that in horror movies, particularly in that era, there was always the last girl, the final girl. So we’re playing with that. Whoever survives—and there will be people who will survive—they will go on next season to a new location and a new terror. Unlike Horror Story, which completely reboots, this has some of the continuity in that some of the characters and some of the relationships continue into a new world.
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I Sniff Romance

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In the past 24 hours Jake Gyllenhaal and Colin Farrell have both talked about being single and both have been romantically linked to Rachel McAdams. Clearly there are but two conclusions to come to. They are either fucking each other, or they are now locked in a game of mortal sexual combat to win a chance at me. Either way this is a good way to start a week.
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Jamie Dornan Gets Shafted, Part II

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I tried to watch Fifty Shades of Grey last night but only made it about 3/5ths of the way in - I might try to finish it tonight, I might not. The entire thing is so desperately embarrassing I find it even more unfathomable a phenom than I did before just on word alone. Unsexy, over-lit, bumbling -- it brings up a lot of adjectives, none of them kind to the folks that made EL James so so rich. I mean I hold no more scorn for this property than I do all of the great big dumb boy movies that get made and are so very popular (I am of a mind that a lot of the vitriol aimed at Grey seems sexist) but scorn they all deserve nonetheless. That said obviously Jamie Dornan's a hot piece of ass even if I'm cringing at everything else, and now that there's a higher quality copy of this movie on the internet than there was when I posted the momentary cock-flash back in February, I feel it's up to me to post the fresh new gifs accordingly. (You'll want to click these for embiggening.) Hit the jump for it...

Toot Toot Ahhhhh

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Michelle Pfeiffer's celebrating a birthday later this week so I couldn't resist the opportunity to make this week's "Beauty vs Beast" over at The Film Experience a Scarface-themed affair. Head over and vote and then wipe your nose ya crazy coke-whore.
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Just Be Cousins

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I'm still writing up thoughts on Tribeca movies over at The Film Experience even though the Festival ended yesterday - here's my review of King Jack, which just won the "Audience Award" along with another film. It's a nice little movie, you'd do well seeking it out.
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Big Dick Poster Time

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They finally released the Joe Manganiello poster
for Magic Mike XXL, rejoice "Big Dick" fans!
See the previous posters here.
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We Are All The Angry Inch Today

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I made an unexpected trip to see Hedwig and the Angry Inch on Broadway for a third time this weekend - I'd already seen it once with Neil Patrick Harris and then again as soon as John Cameron Mitchell took over the show; this weekend it was JCM again, in one of his last performances before Darren Criss takes the show over from him this week. (And congrats to him on the Special Tony he's getting!)

Anyway I had much much better seats this time (eighth row direct center) which I'm still coming down from - it was already a mind-blowing show when I saw it from the rafters the first time; seeing it from pretty much the prime viewing spot in the house, not too close and not too far, well I won't forget the experience any time soon. Also making the night memorable...


I actively avoid any and everything having to do with those Kardashian people, and I felt no differently when it was the Kardashian-adjacent Bruce Jenner being called "brave" all over social media on Friday night as his interview with Diane Sawyer aired (you can do better, transgender community), but... well it was still really fucking hard to not take note of the fact that Bruce's daughter had decided to follow up the biggest transgender news-story of possibly ever by taking herself to a musical about a man's mutilated genitalia. These things make you sit up and take notice!
Anyway I was much more excited to see St. Vincent in person, who is an awesome alien rock-god and I adore her, and she totally spent the entire show "canoodling" with that model girlfriend of hers. She looked so cool I couldn't even take it.

And as long as we're desperately star-fucking, you know who else was standing two people in front of us in line as we picked up our Hedwig tickets that night? Wallace Shawn! If your first thought was "Inconceivable!" then you're exactly like the drunk woman standing one person in front of us in line as we picked up our Hedwig tickets that night, because she screamed "INCONCEIVABLE!!!" at him over and over again. Poor Wallace Shawn.


Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...

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Caroline: I found Jesus! 
Norah: What? 
Caroline: Jesus! He's much taller in person.

A very happy birthday to Ari Graynor!
Why isn't Ari Graynor everywhere by now?
We really dropped the ball on this one, guys.
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Bamf Kodi

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Bryan Singer giveth and Bryan Singer taketh away - apparently he posted that shot of Kodi Smit-McPhee in full Nightcrawler make-up and costuming on his Instagram, but he has since yanked it down... but come on, Bryan, this is the internet. Nothing's ever gone. You can see a still that makes the full look somewhat clearer at this link where I found all of this. Kodi looks perfect.
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Five Frames From ?

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What movie is this?
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Good Morning, World

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You know, I tried to watch Outlander. I saw pictures of Sam Heughan and I was like, "I need to watch Outlander." And I tried. I couldn't do it though. I get in theory that it's a much-needed Feminist flip-the-script on romance novels and really, props to it for what it's doing. But man...

... it is a cheesy bridge too far for me. Granted I only made it through the first episode and maybe they've toned down the "Gaelic ladies spinning around in circles in runes" malarkey but that first episode was too much of a chore, I have other stuff to watch - too much of it. But I will keep my eyes peeled for scenes like this, where Sam Heughan is properly exploited. Don't you worry. (And I love his reply to Hunk-Gate.) Hit the jump for a few more...

Friday, April 24, 2015

One Seventh Wagner

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The Brazilian actor Wagner Moura was the second best thing about Neill Blomkamp's film Elysium (we all know what the first best thing was) so I'm glad to hear he's getting more work here in the US - he's just been cast as 1/7th of The Magnificent Seven in the latest iteration of that well-trod tale. Antoine Fuqua, who recently spent a bunch of time training his camera on Jake Gyllenhaal's well greased nipples, is directing; the dude who wrote The Blind Side and the dude who wrote True Detective together wrote the script. Moura joins Chris Pratt, Denzel Washington, Ethan Hawke, Luke "Homophobe" Grimes, Vincent D’Onofrio, and Haley Bennett in the cast. Anyway I really like Moura's face; it's both attractive and kind of off-putting at once. I'm totally into that.

Age Ain't Nothing But A Number

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The shadow of Skin looms large over Bruce La Bruce's Gerontophilia - I don't mean Skin Flick, his 1999 skinhead porno, and I don't just mean "skin" as in his previous general air of all-around porniness. I'm talking about Mysterious Skin, the movie that turned BLB's queer punk compatriot Gregg Araki straight (so to speak) - the kindler gentler older movie that Araki made that made everybody sit up and say hey-what-now. 

"Kindler" and "Gentler" in both dude's cases need to be in air-quotes because Mysterious Skin is indeed a movie about space aliens and pedophilia, while Gerontophilia is indeed a movie about the titular fetish for old folks. So this is what kind and gentle means from their blessedly off-mainstream sideways visions. But kinder and gentler they both are, and they both signal a previously-unexplored maturity in the place of all that fun and gratuitous eye-poking they were doing before.

That's not to say BLB's never known seriousness before - there's a pervasive sadness that washes over his 2008 gay zombie porn drama Otto, or Up With Dead People along with all the gore and semen. But Gerontophilia is clearly marking something different, a swerve, and I was honestly surprised by how well it works, and how touching it ends up being in the end.

I don't want to make it a pissing match (although Bruce would probably appreciate that) between Mysterious Skin and Bruce's film, because ultimately Araki's film is the sturdier object - it just has better actors giving more natural performances. Although the pretty young things Pier-Gabriel Lajoie and Katie Boland both get markedly better as the film goes on - even earning their tears towards the end - they're not going to go on to have Joseph Gordon Levitt or Brady Corbet's careers. (Let is be said that Lajoie is, as a psychical specimen, pretty remarkable though.)

But the film is blessed from on high with the presence of Walter Borden as the self-professed "old queen" Mr. Peabody who sets fire to his young nurse's new-found fetish, and who is entirely remarkable and one-of-a-kind on-screen. Naturally funny (he's clearly spent his eighty or so years refining his masterfully languid way around a punchline) Borden - along with Bruce's simple script that knows enough to get out of its own way because clearly, clearly, we have never seen this story told this way before - owns every frame, and makes what we came in expecting to find strange and probably off-putting (this degradation of the flesh, looking our own mortality under a microscope... and a sexy microscope, at that) an entirely comprehensible situation. We fall for Mr. Peabody too.

And from there, it's a whole new world, with whole new eyes. Bruce makes a running joke of his long obsessed over and self-professed "revolutionary" proclivities here, but as one character notes - this really is a small revolution here. Making us see the world differently than we came to it eighty-two minutes earlier. There's even a birthday cake celebrating that number - eighty-two - in the film (in a terrific comic showcase of a scene; perhaps the film's high-point), and while that's probably coincidental what the hell, you know? Seize the...  day? Day... is that what I mean? Well I know it starts with a "D" anyway.

Gerontophilia screened last night as part of MoMA's retrospective of the film-maker, which is running through May 2nd. You should go to one if you're in town! You can see a picture I took of the film-maker during the Q&A after the screening over on Instagram.
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