OMG Look At Jake Gyllenhaal In Southpaw

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(ETA You can watch the trailer right here.) Well I hate Deadline for that gigantic watermark, but I love Deadline for sharing the picture of Jake Gyllenhaal shredded all the way to hell and back in that Antoine Fuqua boxing movie Southpaw, so I guess I'll allow the watermark for the time being, til we have one without. Did I say OH MY GOD? OH MY GOD. (previous picture of him shirtless on the movie's set right here)

ETA Now we have the full unwatermarked shot! 

(via, click to embiggen)

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Happy Thanksgiving

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Or not.

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Quote of the Day

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Damn damn damn, I had totally forgotten that Jake Gyllenhaal was supposed to be playing one of the tight-panted princes in Into the Woods but dropped out to make Nightcrawler, until Anna Kendrick went and reminded me. From an interview with her:

"I was so pissed at Jake, let me tell you. I texted him and said, “You’re abandoning me, and I’m never going to forgive you!” And then I saw the trailer to Nightcrawler and texted him again and said, “Wow, you inspire me every day.” But Billy [Magnussen] is really fantastic."

I'm both more upset and less upset in retrospect - I'm less upset because Jake gives what might be his greatest performance yet in Nightcrawler, and I wouldn't want to give that movie up. I'm more upset because all the reviews of Into the Woods make mention of how tight Billy Magnussen's leather pants are, and we've been robbed seeing Jake in them! ROBBED. Although... then I swing back to less upset again, because I am really looking forward to seeing Billy, all of this Billy, smuggled and stuffed into those trousers. Basically this is an emotional rollerocaster I am on right now. It's traumatic and unnecessary - just put all actors in tight-to-no pants from now on, problem solved.

Getcha Dook Dook Dook On

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Since, as we just told you, we are signing off today for the rest of the week it would be rather remiss of us not to seize the moment here while we can right before Jennifer Kent's glorious horror film The Babadook hit theaters and VOD this weekend to remind y'all for approximately the ten thousandth time that oh oh my you should see this movie as soon as you can. I'm seeing reviews all over the place - here's a link to mine from way way back - that're equally enthusiastic about the movie and it's making me happy happy happy, because Kent has delivered to us a genuine horror movie miracle and she's worthy of every last hosanna.

A reminder that the actual book is going to be created if they can get enough people to sign up to buy it - they've sold nearly half of the 2000 copies they need after a week, and they're taking orders for nearly another two months, so I think we'll be fine, I think the book will happen at this point, but if you haven't yet, go buy it! Well see the movie first, but I really can't imagine seeing the movie and then not wanting a copy of that amazing book.

I'm momentarily going to get into spoilers -- I know most of y'all are just about to get your first chance to see the film but I've really been wanting to ask one question, so avert your eyes Babadook-virgins -- to those of you who have seen the movie though, do you think that Amelia (Essie Davis) actually made the book herself? There's a reference to her having been a child's book author before in the scene with all those obnoxious moms at the birthday party. And we see Amelia's hands covered in what could be soot from burning it or could be ink from having crafted the book herself. I think the movie raises the question, the possibility, at least.

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Anyway I am really beyond curious at this point to finally hear what everybody thinks of the movie, so this post will sit here over the long holiday week just for that. Once you see it tell me your thoughts in the comments! And have fun carving the, uh, turkey.

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Five Frames From ?

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What movie is this?

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Good Morning, Louis Garrel

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I went off on a momentary Louis binge at the Tumblr yesterday for no reason I can surmise beyond, you know, Louis fuckin' Garrel. Ever since Saint Laurent reinvigorated my enthusiasms for him there hasn't been a week that's gone by that I haven't wished that movie was out on blu-ray already - I feel like it would be a positive talisman, having access to the blistering chemistry between Louis & Gaspard Ulliel at any and all times. The movie doesn't even have a US release date though, so I'd best not hold my breath. (Unless you want to give me a reason to hold my breath, Louis.)

It's like a Gay Where's Waldo! Where's Waldo's Dick! All that aside, word up: it's gonna be a half-day today - my Turkey Day holiday begins as of this afternoon, so be prepared. Have your woobies and your vaporizers on hand, it's about to get real lonely up in here.

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I'm A Thief & A Shitkicker

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This is fairly random but it's too great for me not to share - I stumbled upon this book of photographs by Swiss photographer Karlheinz Weinberger called Rebel Youth and I love it I love it I love it. It's filled with pictures he took of (to borrow a phrase I learned from John Waters) shit-kickers in 1950s and 60s Switzerland and their incredible fashions - bringing up John Waters isn't entirely random because he wrote the foreward to the book! The book came out in 2011 so maybe you've already seen it but it's new to me, and I am so happy it's in my life now, you've no idea. I snapped some shots from the book and posted them on my Instagram, if you'd like to see more. And the book's actually not all that expensive on Amazon, just 35 bucks, if you're so inclined. 

Which Is Hotter?

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Chris Pratt in the Jurassic World trailer or

Alessandro Nivola in Jurassic Park III?

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poll by twiigs.com

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Watching the Jurassic Park trailer earlier today randomly overlapped with an Alessandro Nivola moment on Twitter thanks to our friend Joe Reid...

@joereid I'm afraid they don't allow shorts that short at the all England club anymore
— Alessandro Nivola (@SandroNivola) November 25, 2014

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How delightful! I mean Alessandro didn't reply to us when we were going on and on about his tennis shorts, but I guess one degree of separation will do, for now. Anyway naturally these twain meeting reminded us of how adorable Nivola was in the third Jurassic Park (and how tight his t-shirt was), not to mention how unexpectedly queer his relationship with Sam Neill's character seemed...

Look at them love birds! It also made us realize that it's kind of hard to find quality pictures of Alessandro (and his tight t-shirt) online, so we went ahead and randomly capped some of that. If you hit the jump there's plenty!

Pics of the Day

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All hail Twitter - this fine gentleman here has shared several pictures he took of Michael Fassbender on the set of the currently-shooting The Light Between Oceans, Derek Cianfrance's adaptation of ML Stedman's book (we previously told you about this project right here). Fassy's looking very Dangerous Method, right? Anyway we've been missing looking at him, he's always so busy, so these are filling a need, a very very deep need. Thanks, Twitter!

Run Chris Pratt Run

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Remember way back when they were talking about a fourth Jurassic Park movie having Velociraptors with guns on their head (and all the subsequent jokes about Dr. Evil's sharks with lasers?) -- well it doesn't look like there are any guns strapped to 'em but the just-released Jurassic World trailer definitely gives off the impression via that shot above that Chris Pratt and that raptors are making a team effort together.

Anyway as I said the other day -- nobody come to me for anything approaching levelheadedness when it comes to anything Jurassic Park related; I saw the first movie in the theater 15 times, I listened to the soundtrack non-stop for most of 1993, and I have dinosaur DNA running through my veins - this is my franchise. I can't be impartial - all I can do is pick my eyeballs up off my desk after watching that shot of the gigantic water dino come popping out of the water and try to stay sane until June 12, 2015. I will fail, but I can try. Here's the trailer:

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In summation, here's Chris Pratt running away in tight pants:

Emmett's Flesh

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I'm such a shit - I totally forgot that my furry British boyfriend Emmett Scanlan (one of many many furry British boyfriends, admittedly), so great on the great In the Flesh, was going to be on Constantine, and of course I only remember this after word breaks that production on the show's been stopped. It's not quite cancelled yet, but that's not what happens to show's going gangbusters, ya know? Has anyone watched any of it? All I did remember was the controversy surrounding the bi-washing of the character, which'd turned me off at the start. Anyway here's an interview with Emmett from a few days ago, before they halted production on the show; the bit I care about (besides the pictures, natch) is when he's asked about a third season of In the Flesh, which is still not green-lit:

"I'd be interested, but no-one has heard anything about its future. It's a remarkable piece of original drama, and in an ideal world it would have its ending. That said, let's not forget the two seasons gone before, and thank the BBC for that. That's something to be incredibly proud of. Something to take away from all this. That said, fuck the previous two, give us two more…"

It seems crazy - CRAZY - that this is even an issue. Come on, BBC! The show's so good! You guys are supposed to be more attune to that sort of thing that us feeble-minded Americans, right?

I Am Link

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--- Menage a Franco - Normally this would get its own post but I'm feeling distracted today, so we'll just throw you over to Towleroad for the news that Gus Van Sant's ex-gay movie Michael will apparently feature a hot naked threesome scene involving James Franco, Zachary Quinto, and Teen Wolf's Charlie Carver. So many exclamation points. (Let's hope it's hotter than the one with Udo Kier in My Own Private Idaho, though.)

--- By Swinton - If you're in Paris this week Tilda Swinton is doing a performance art piece called "Cloakroom" where she takes the audience's coats and, well, molests them sort of, and then gives them back at the end of the show. So clearly if you're in Paris, so get your coat molested by Tilda, please! There aren't a lot of folks I'd find such behavior charming by, but Tilda can do whatever, we're good. (thanks Mac)

--- Sister Lives - I think Kate Mara needs to lie about there being no competition between her and her sister Rooney; we need a new Fontaine-DeHavilland feud, lady! It would make the two of you much more interesting. Anyway JJ has some quotes from Kate, but what we're really there for are the pictures with her latest co-star James Marsden looking hella sexy.

--- All Eight - Samuel L. Jackson sneaked a couple of stealth selfies of himself and the first-time all-together gathered cast (plus Tarantino!) for The Hateful Eight. Although Channing Tatum's not there, and I was really hoping he and Damian Bechir would be like all over each other or something. I suppose there's time for that.
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--- Prince Will Come - I mentioned this yesterday but why not go right to the tight-panted source, especially if the source is Chris Pine himself talking about his own tight pants, and the tight pants of his Into the Wood co-star Billy Magnussen? That's the kind of sourcing we appreciate. Oh and hi Billy Magnussen, I know you were here yesterday since you were favoriting my tweets about your butt.

--- Speaking Of hot butts, Channing Tatum (ahem) thought about directing the Magic Mike sequel but chickened out, but now he's lined something up - an adaptation of the book Forgive Me, Leonard Peacock, which is about a high school student considering a murder-suicide pact with his best friend. There's a role for the good-hearted teacher who tries to save them, which Channing might play. Anybody read the book?

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--- Get The Hook - I'm putting a lot of blind faith in director Joe Wright for this Pan movie - he's earned it with his previous movies, but Hugh Jackman looks so silly in the first pictures of him wearing his hair and his costume as Blackbeard that I am worried. I think it might probably work better in motion, in the context of the world that Wright's created around him, I hope, I hope, I hope...

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--- Compu Served - In case you were worried that the Steve Jobs movie from Danny Boyle starring Michael Fassbender wasn't going to happen when Sony dropped it last week... well it was probably willy to worry with all the talent lined up for it -- Universal's picked it and its 30 million dollar price-tag up. That seems steep to me, that price, but whatever, hopefully it's for all the terribly expensive underwear they have Steve Jobs wearing nothing but in every scene.
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--- And Finally I don't really like the pictures of Jake Gyllenhaal in W Magazine floating underwater that much, Jake's way too obscured - I want to look at him dammit! But I did find this behind-the-scenes broad-backed picture from the photo-shoot (via) to be somewhat more agreeable (although I can't quite figure out what's happening with legs in it, can you?) so here:

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Good Morning, World

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I really should be watching The Fall, shouldn't I? It's got sexy bearded and dangerous Jamie Dornan, it's got Gillian Anderson... that's like 90% of what a growing boy needs to maintain his strength, all that's left is Snickers and Diet Coke. Do any of you guys watch it? I should be watching it, right? For more from this scene of Jamie being sexy and bearded and dangerous, hit the jump for it!

This Is Me Upon Hearing...

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... how Chris Pine and Billy Magnussen's pants apparently

live up to the tight hype in Into the Woods.

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Late Phases in 175 Words or Less

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I don't want to say definitively that Spanish film-maker Adrián García Bogliano (he made the well-received Here Comes the Devil, which I wasn't entirely sold on) watched that movie where Clint Eastwood yelled at non-white kids to get off his goddamned lawn and thought it might be fun to see him attacked by werewolves, but if not to the letter the spirit's there with Late Phases. Stake Land's bad-ass Nick Damici slathers on some liver-spots and stares into the distance to play the blind veteran who finds himself embattled on the full moon war-front inside a gated elderly living community - Late Phases has a lot going for it but the biggest plus is location, location, location; specifically, we've just never seen this place (or these characters in it) before. It gets a lot of juice out  of its original spin on the genre. But beyond that Damici's just pretty damned good - this dude feels fully formed in his world-weariness, and it's awfully damned easy to root for him.
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Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...

... you can learn from:

The Terminator (1984)

Kyle Reese: Listen and understand.

That terminator is out there. 

It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with.

 It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. 

And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead. 

Black Friday is now an entire week long apparently, at least online-wise, which is fine by me - bring on the movie deals! Like James Cameron's original Terminator on blu-ray for only $3.99! 

Or what about a triple-set of Manhunter, Silence of the Lambs, and Hannibal (Ridley Scott's movie, not the series, that is) for just $14.99! Jiminy crickets that's cheap.

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Today's Fanboy Delusion

Today I'd rather be...

... cuddling with the Looking crew.

By "crew" clearly I mean Jonathan Groff and Russell Tovey, though. Even though I do one of these posts every couple of weeks I can't seem to keep up with them - their social media footprint is blessedly big (and you know what they say about guys with big social media footprints).

The first official picture from Looking's second season, 

which starts in January, has also been released...

I feel like there's some spin on the rhyme about rub-a-dub-dub three hot dudes in a tub to be had here, but I'm coming up blank. If you guys have anything go to town. And finally...

... Vanity Fair Italia published a couple more pictures of Mr. Groff in that same very fine photo-shoot that Out magazine used before - see the old Out pictures here.

Oscar Isaac Deep Dive

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I guess it's a good thing that I realized while watching A Most Violent Year the other week (review) that I seem to have gotten over my most deep aversion to Oscar Isaac, because he's inking all the deals these days and I'm gonna be seeing a lot of him from here on out. For those of you who don't recall my beef, I saw him at three different Q&As here in New York over the course of several months and he was astonishingly douchey at every single one of them.

I guess the answer is just to avoid Q&As with him, because he's usually fine (if maybe a bit overrated; I'm looking at you Llewyn Davis) on-screen. I wasn't bugged by him in the generally crappy The Two Faces of January (review), and he was pretty great in Violent Year. (Also this probably has something to do with my change of heart, of course.) Aaaaanyway to get to the point Oscar's signed on to play the big bad the titular Apocalypse in the next X-Men movie. He's also in the next Star Wars - all he needs is a Marvel movie and that's that, total Oscar saturation. And speaking of Oscar saturated, for a few more of these pictures of him doing the wet t-shirt contest thing, hit the jump (and click them all, they embiggen a lot)...

A Rainer Runs Through It

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This week marks the final week of The Film Society of Lincoln Center's second half of their Rainer Werner Fassbinder retrospective here in New York, which has been, you know, an absolutely glorious experience. Yesterday I saw Querelle on a big screen for the first time and I have to say, it opened up the movie for me in a way that watching it on a small screen's lacked. Watching it at home it's easy to get distracted not just by its glacial pace but by the fact that your focus on a small screen tends to zoom in on the actors - here, with Querelle, that means your eyes end up wedged tight in on Brad Davis' cleavage, basically.

Which is a fine place to be wedged! Don't get me wrong! But being enveloped by the film as a whole, with it being projected up there larger than life, it does this film great favors. I felt it - the stink and poetry of it - in a way I never quite had before. I'm sure everyone's got their own pick based on their own experiences but I consider this The Gayest Movie Ever Made - Querelle captures, for me, something quintessential about homosexuality, about masculinity obsessed with itself, its expression externally, internally... top to bottom, the whole versatile experience, as it were. I know Fassbinder himself didn't like boxing it in like that but I'm not convinced it does hold the universal perspective he'd like it to... and that's great! That's a badge of honor pinned in there amongst all the chest hair and sweat.

Anyway I also managed to see the free screening of Last Works, Wolf Gremm's hour-long 1982 documentary that aired on TV after Fassbinder died; it mainly consists of behind-the-scenes footage of Rainer acting in Gremm's feature-film Kamikaze 89 and of Rainer directing Querelle, all of which was happening in the months leading up to his death in June of '82.

Man oh man do I wish Last Works was available online (it doesn't seem to be on the Querelle blu-ray either) so I could make gif upon gif of the scenes of Querelle's Brad Davis and Franco Nero practicing the scene where they almost kiss - it's really, you, know, something special. Davis' well-documented drug-use is pretty clear in the footage, though - one second he's down, the next he's literally bouncing off the walls, sniffing and doing push-ups and scream across set. My favorite bit has to do with Rainer though - on the Querelle set he's almost never seen behind the camera without a giant glass of beer in his hand... until we're told towards the end that it's not beer, it's actually whiskey and soda he's chugging as he works. I honestly don't know how he even made it to 37, but thank goodness we had him.

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