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Year: 2004
Director: Eytan Fox
Plot: An Israeli agent with a license to kill is thrown off his game by two people who challenge his deeply held assumptions in this drama. Eyal (Lior Ashkenazi) is an agent with Mossad, the Israeli intelligence and security force. A man capable of making snap moral judgments but unwilling to reveal his emotions, Eyal has been burying himself in his often bloody work since the death of his wife. Eyal's latest assignment is to try to learn the whereabouts of a Nazi war criminal; as it happens, his granddaughter Pia (Carolina Peters) is in Israel spending time on a kibbutz, and when he learns that her brother Axel (Knut Berger) is coming to visit her, Eyal goes undercover as a tour guide in order to get to know them without arousing suspicion. Eyal finds himself taken with Pia, who displays a warmth and openness he's never expected to find in a German. At the same time, Eyal discovers Axel is gay and doesn't care who knows about it, and as Eyal gets to know him he finds himself torn between his genuine fondness for Axel and his long-standing homophobia. Walk on Water was directed by Eytan Fox, who earned international acclaim for his story of two gay men in the Israeli army, Yossi & Jagger. ~ Mark Deming, All Movie Guide
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]]>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:00:30 GMTWalk on Water2004Eytan FoxAn Israeli agent with a license to kill is thrown off his game by two people who challenge his deeply held assumptions in this drama. Eyal (Lior Ashkenazi) is an agent with Mossad, the Israeli intelligence and security force. A man capable of making snap moral judgments but unwilling to reveal his emotions, Eyal has been burying himself in his often bloody work since the death of his wife. Eyal's latest assignment is to try to learn the whereabouts of a Nazi war criminal; as it happens, his granddaughter Pia (Carolina Peters) is in Israel spending time on a kibbutz, and when he learns that her brother Axel (Knut Berger) is coming to visit her, Eyal goes undercover as a tour guide in order to get to know them without arousing suspicion. Eyal finds himself taken with Pia, who displays a warmth and openness he's never expected to find in a German. At the same time, Eyal discovers Axel is gay and doesn't care who knows about it, and as Eyal gets to know him he finds himself torn between his genuine fondness for Axel and his long-standing homophobia. Walk on Water was directed by Eytan Fox, who earned international acclaim for his story of two gay men in the Israeli army, Yossi & Jagger. ~ Mark Deming, All Movie Guide12Tag Target (>10)533http://www.spout.com/ProductImages/t63776zco5v.jpghttp://www.spout.com/films/Walk_on_Water/242827/default.aspxFilm http://www.spout.com/blogs/spoutblog/archive/2008/12/31/38996.aspx Post By: SpoutBlog
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Body: In 2008 we began the year in entertainment by bidding a premature goodbye to hottie Heath Ledger, his death casting a shadow on summer blockbuster The Dark Knight; and ended it by delivering a fond farewell to “The Dark Angel,” the Marilyn Monroe of the fetish world, “Queen of Pin-Up” Bettie Page. In between we lost numerous other screen sizzlers: Charlton Heston, Paul Newman, Suzanne Pleshette, even Vampira! But since the New Year is a time to look forward as well as pay tribute to the sexy stars we leave behind, I’ve compiled my wish list for a very steamy 2009. 1.  Woody & Bond Make a Porno In 2009 Woody Allen must continue his 2008 sexy success with Vicky Cristina Barcelona by directing a porn flick. Preferably starring Daniel Craig. Yup, 2008 was the year Woody Allen figured out that casting hot tamales like Javier Bardem and Penelope Cruz can do wonders for your onscreen sex life. So now that the Woodman’s discovered the cinema equivalent of Viagra, it’s time for him to take the next step: toss that neurotic crutch into the Hudson (or Thames or Seine) and finally shoot his long-awaited, hardcore remake of Bergman’s The Passion of Anna. 2. Lauren’s Israeli Hearthrob Must Come to the US. In 2009 Israeli actor Lior Ashkenazi (who made me believe in sexy miracles when I caught up with Walk On Water on DVD this year) must star in a small, independent, American film that will require him to do press in NYC – and grant me an exclusive interview in his hotel room. Ah, Lior Ashkenazi, Israel’s knockout brunette answer to Mr. Bond. A TV (“In Therapy”) and movie star (the aforementioned Eytan Fox flick) in the holy land, he’s a virtual unknown on these shores. Which means some savvy, Sundance-bound director in the market for a hypnotic leading man could probably pick him up at a reasonable price (then hopefully send him to me for free). And unlike, say, hard-body hottie Jason Statham, he can act and speak English at the same time. 3. The Transporter must transport his own package off screen. In 2009 Jason Statham must stop acting and start stripping. It’s about time to break the news to Guy Ritchie and Luc Besson that (Br)it boy Jason Statham can’t actually, um, act. Which is fine since he’s got a bod that can do the talking for him. Sure, the modeling career made complete sense, but onscreen unless he’s flying through the air Hidden Dragon-style or wrangling a big fat fire hose, Statham can be upstaged by a hydrant. Perhaps he could check with Chippendale’s or with the Aussies to see if the Thunder from Down Under is looking for a tasty new boy toy. 4. Baz Luhrmann must go full Brokeback. In 2009, Baz Luhrmann must follow up the epic Australia with a Brokeback Mountain style western starring Hugh Jackman and Russell Crowe. I haven’t seen Australia, for though I’m a big fan of Hugh Jackman’s chest, I’m a bit burnt out on workaholic Kidman, not to mention nearly three hours of Luhrmann visuals strikes me as the equivalent of bingeing on everything in Willy Wonka’s factory, Charlie included. Which is why Luhrmann must switch to homo mode and make real use of hirsute Hugh and rough trade Russell – the Boy from Oz meets Cinderella Man – out in the outback at last. 5. Arnold Schwarzenegger must turn The Wrestler into reality. In 2009, the Governator must pump himself back up to take on Mickey Rourke and Jean-Claude Van Damme in a Mr. Geriatric Olympia competition. Both Rourke and Van Damme made muscle-bound movie comebacks in 2008, so why shouldn’t the onetime Terminator also toss his “top” hat into the ring? And since no one wants Rourke’s face to have to face more plastic surgery, nor JCVD split and pull a groin muscle, the Gov’s sport of choice would be the safest bet. Besides, if Mr. Geriatric Olympia doesn’t work out, the former steroid boys could always call it a meta-competition. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog
]]>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:00:30 GMTSpoutBlogSpoutBlog on spout.com12/31/2008 1:00:30 PMIn 2008 we began the year in entertainment by bidding a premature goodbye to hottie Heath Ledger, his death casting a shadow on summer blockbuster The Dark Knight; and ended it by delivering a fond farewell to “The Dark Angel,” the Marilyn Monroe of the fetish world, “Queen of Pin-Up” Bettie Page. In between we lost numerous other screen sizzlers: Charlton Heston, Paul Newman, Suzanne Pleshette, even Vampira! But since the New Year is a time to look forward as well as pay tribute to the sexy stars we leave behind, I’ve compiled my wish list for a very steamy 2009. 1.  Woody & Bond Make a Porno In 2009 Woody Allen must continue his 2008 sexy success with Vicky Cristina Barcelona by directing a porn flick. Preferably starring Daniel Craig. Yup, 2008 was the year Woody Allen figured out that casting hot tamales like Javier Bardem and Penelope Cruz can do wonders for your onscreen sex life. So now that the Woodman’s discovered the cinema equivalent of Viagra, it’s time for him to take the next step: toss that neurotic crutch into the Hudson (or Thames or Seine) and finally shoot his long-awaited, hardcore remake of Bergman’s The Passion of Anna. 2. Lauren’s Israeli Hearthrob Must Come to the US. In 2009 Israeli actor Lior Ashkenazi (who made me believe in sexy miracles when I caught up with Walk On Water on DVD this year) must star in a small, independent, American film that will require him to do press in NYC – and grant me an exclusive interview in his hotel room. Ah, Lior Ashkenazi, Israel’s knockout brunette answer to Mr. Bond. A TV (“In Therapy”) and movie star (the aforementioned Eytan Fox flick) in the holy land, he’s a virtual unknown on these shores. Which means some savvy, Sundance-bound director in the market for a hypnotic leading man could probably pick him up at a reasonable price (then hopefully send him to me for free). And unlike, say, hard-body hottie Jason Statham, he can act and speak English at the same time. 3. The Transporter must transport his own package off screen. In 2009 Jason Statham must stop acting and start stripping. It’s about time to break the news to Guy Ritchie and Luc Besson that (Br)it boy Jason Statham can’t actually, um, act. Which is fine since he’s got a bod that can do the talking for him. Sure, the modeling career made complete sense, but onscreen unless he’s flying through the air Hidden Dragon-style or wrangling a big fat fire hose, Statham can be upstaged by a hydrant. Perhaps he could check with Chippendale’s or with the Aussies to see if the Thunder from Down Under is looking for a tasty new boy toy. 4. Baz Luhrmann must go full Brokeback. In 2009, Baz Luhrmann must follow up the epic Australia with a Brokeback Mountain style western starring Hugh Jackman and Russell Crowe. I haven’t seen Australia, for though I’m a big fan of Hugh Jackman’s chest, I’m a bit burnt out on workaholic Kidman, not to mention nearly three hours of Luhrmann visuals strikes me as the equivalent of bingeing on everything in Willy Wonka’s factory, Charlie included. Which is why Luhrmann must switch to homo mode and make real use of hirsute Hugh and rough trade Russell – the Boy from Oz meets Cinderella Man – out in the outback at last. 5. Arnold Schwarzenegger must turn The Wrestler into reality. In 2009, the Governator must pump himself back up to take on Mickey Rourke and Jean-Claude Van Damme in a Mr. Geriatric Olympia competition. Both Rourke and Van Damme made muscle-bound movie comebacks in 2008, so why shouldn’t the onetime Terminator also toss his “top” hat into the ring? And since no one wants Rourke’s face to have to face more plastic surgery, nor JCVD split and pull a groin muscle, the Gov’s sport of choice would be the safest bet. Besides, if Mr. Geriatric Olympia doesn’t work out, the former steroid boys could always call it a meta-competition. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog http://www.spout.com/blogs/karina/archive/2008/9/3/34690.aspx Post By: Karina
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Body: Sociopolitical Drama: Lior Ashkenazi, Walk On Water Who is Lior Ashkenazi?  I have no idea.  What I do know is that finally getting around to watching American-born Israeli director Eytan Fox’s 2004 Walk On Water, starring the incredible Israeli hunk Ashkenazi as a Mossad agent who finds himself intertwined in the lives of the grandson and granddaughter of a fugitive Nazi he’s assigned to capture, I realized I haven’t wanted to lay a movie star this bad since I first laid eyes on Daniel Craig’s 007.  The sturdy-bodied, raven-haired Marlboro Man with magnetic eyes and a chin both chiseled and Travolta dimpled is so mesmerizing I can’t get his image out of my head – like a catchy techno tune stuck on endless repeat.  The film itself is a fascinating character study for the first hour – until the characters leave the Holy Land for Berlin, wherein the plot descends into ludicrous soap opera melodrama complete with Deutsche drag queens and Jean-Claude Van Damme damage (and Bruce Springsteen’s annoying “Tunnel of Love” stuck on endless repeat).  But none of this really matters because it’s also got – Lior Ashkenazi!  (And just to make me more hot and bothered he even gets naked, the camera caressing his hirsute chest – before he soaps up another man.  And the character is straight.  Continue reading while I take a cold shower.) Suspense Thriller: Said Taghmaoui, Traitor I recently endured Jeffrey Nachmanoff’s international espionage yawner Traitor (my review at The House Next Door is titled Jihad for Dummies – ‘nuff said) only because it stars Don Cheadle as a devout Muslim/former U.S. soldier/possible terrorist pursued by Guy Pearce’s southern fried FBI man – and my friend Judy talked me into going because she wants to bed Guy Pearce.  (Personally I’ll take Russell Crowe’s L.A. Confidential thug over Pearce’s clean-cut good cops any day, but that’s another column.) Fortunately, the one saving grace of this renegade mess comes in the form of Said Taghmaoui (who made his debut in Mathieu Kassovitz’s La Haine) as Cheadle’s character Samir’s baddie pal Omar (or more accurately, “Oh my” every time I think of those sexy flexed biceps as he grips his gun!)  No matter that Omar’s also a religious man, for when I initially caught sight of those dark penetrating eyes set off by a skullcap as he toys with Samir upon their first meeting I fell into immediate lust.  During the shoot and bomb jailbreak scene I even not so piously prayed for Omar’s Middle Eastern garments to shred, to fall from him Incredible Hulk style as he emerges without a scratch.  (Alas, my prayers fell on Nachmanoff’s tone-deaf ears.)  There hasn’t been an Arab actor this Casanova dreamy since Omar Sharif.  And speaking of Omar Sharif… Historical Epic: Klaus Kinski, Doctor Zhivago O.K., so Kinski only has a cameo as a (what else?) wild disillusioned radical in David Lean’s sweeping take on Boris Pasternak’s Russian Revolution-set novel (screening September 24th as part of the director’s retro at NYC’s Film Forum), but because we’re talking Kinski – a man who doesn’t just chew scenery, but devours it whole like a snake swallowing a rat – his animal passion steals a giant chunk of the show.  The first time I saw Doctor Zhivago it took me a moment to realize the ice-eyed and hot-blooded, nonsensical madman was indeed Kinski.  No, my very first thought was, “That crazy person would make one hell of a lay!” The man couldn’t help it.  Kinski was an actor who, onscreen (metaphorically) and off-screen (literally) couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, was always showing it off, swinging it around (and oftentimes using it for pissing matches with Herzog).  Kinski was one of those rare stars with a sexuality that both infused and dwarfed that of the characters he played.  And since I’m on the subject of larger-than-life dudes… Documentary: The Rock, Operation Filmmaker So I’ll admit it, the only reason I requested a screener of Operation Filmmaker, Nina Davenport’s painfully P.C. doc following an Iraqi student filmmaker plucked from Baghdad and thrown into the vapid world of Hollywood, is because Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was listed in the credits.  Like with Daniel Craig, I’ll get my rocks off to anything with The Rock in it.  Or, more precisely, I’ll fast-forward through anything with The Rock in it just to get to the rare scene in which he might show some flesh. And by the way, the African-American/Samoan hunk stalked the ring half-naked and steroid-enhanced, baby-oiled muscles bulging during his wrestling days, and now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of forearm.  What’s up with that?  But then, some men ain’t afraid to show some leg. Road Movie: Terence Stamp, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert Yup, Terence Stamp, like Mastroianni, is a hottie for the ages.  Even under all that fab makeup and frou-frou frocks in Stephan Elliott’s drag chick flick, those lusty eyes and Frankenfurter bisexual appetite scream “hardcore perv!”  I didn’t buy for one minute that Stamp’s Bernadette Bassenger was the proper good girl on a busload of badass trannies.  I kept thinking of Teorema, expecting Stamp to use that entrancing gaze and cat-like prowl that could never be muted to seduce every man, woman and dingo that got in the way of oncoming Priscilla.  Pasolini knew instinctively that Stamp has a sexuality that is equal parts sinner and saint – a truly unique and intoxicating combination that transcends both time and screen. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog » Karina Longworth
]]>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:00:49 GMTKarinaKarina on SpoutBlog9/3/2008 11:00:49 AMSociopolitical Drama: Lior Ashkenazi, Walk On Water Who is Lior Ashkenazi?  I have no idea.  What I do know is that finally getting around to watching American-born Israeli director Eytan Fox’s 2004 Walk On Water, starring the incredible Israeli hunk Ashkenazi as a Mossad agent who finds himself intertwined in the lives of the grandson and granddaughter of a fugitive Nazi he’s assigned to capture, I realized I haven’t wanted to lay a movie star this bad since I first laid eyes on Daniel Craig’s 007.  The sturdy-bodied, raven-haired Marlboro Man with magnetic eyes and a chin both chiseled and Travolta dimpled is so mesmerizing I can’t get his image out of my head – like a catchy techno tune stuck on endless repeat.  The film itself is a fascinating character study for the first hour – until the characters leave the Holy Land for Berlin, wherein the plot descends into ludicrous soap opera melodrama complete with Deutsche drag queens and Jean-Claude Van Damme damage (and Bruce Springsteen’s annoying “Tunnel of Love” stuck on endless repeat).  But none of this really matters because it’s also got – Lior Ashkenazi!  (And just to make me more hot and bothered he even gets naked, the camera caressing his hirsute chest – before he soaps up another man.  And the character is straight.  Continue reading while I take a cold shower.) Suspense Thriller: Said Taghmaoui, Traitor I recently endured Jeffrey Nachmanoff’s international espionage yawner Traitor (my review at The House Next Door is titled Jihad for Dummies – ‘nuff said) only because it stars Don Cheadle as a devout Muslim/former U.S. soldier/possible terrorist pursued by Guy Pearce’s southern fried FBI man – and my friend Judy talked me into going because she wants to bed Guy Pearce.  (Personally I’ll take Russell Crowe’s L.A. Confidential thug over Pearce’s clean-cut good cops any day, but that’s another column.) Fortunately, the one saving grace of this renegade mess comes in the form of Said Taghmaoui (who made his debut in Mathieu Kassovitz’s La Haine) as Cheadle’s character Samir’s baddie pal Omar (or more accurately, “Oh my” every time I think of those sexy flexed biceps as he grips his gun!)  No matter that Omar’s also a religious man, for when I initially caught sight of those dark penetrating eyes set off by a skullcap as he toys with Samir upon their first meeting I fell into immediate lust.  During the shoot and bomb jailbreak scene I even not so piously prayed for Omar’s Middle Eastern garments to shred, to fall from him Incredible Hulk style as he emerges without a scratch.  (Alas, my prayers fell on Nachmanoff’s tone-deaf ears.)  There hasn’t been an Arab actor this Casanova dreamy since Omar Sharif.  And speaking of Omar Sharif… Historical Epic: Klaus Kinski, Doctor Zhivago O.K., so Kinski only has a cameo as a (what else?) wild disillusioned radical in David Lean’s sweeping take on Boris Pasternak’s Russian Revolution-set novel (screening September 24th as part of the director’s retro at NYC’s Film Forum), but because we’re talking Kinski – a man who doesn’t just chew scenery, but devours it whole like a snake swallowing a rat – his animal passion steals a giant chunk of the show.  The first time I saw Doctor Zhivago it took me a moment to realize the ice-eyed and hot-blooded, nonsensical madman was indeed Kinski.  No, my very first thought was, “That crazy person would make one hell of a lay!” The man couldn’t help it.  Kinski was an actor who, onscreen (metaphorically) and off-screen (literally) couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, was always showing it off, swinging it around (and oftentimes using it for pissing matches with Herzog).  Kinski was one of those rare stars with a sexuality that both infused and dwarfed that of the characters he played.  And since I’m on the subject of larger-than-life dudes… Documentary: The Rock, Operation Filmmaker So I’ll admit it, the only reason I requested a screener of Operation Filmmaker, Nina Davenport’s painfully P.C. doc following an Iraqi student filmmaker plucked from Baghdad and thrown into the vapid world of Hollywood, is because Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was listed in the credits.  Like with Daniel Craig, I’ll get my rocks off to anything with The Rock in it.  Or, more precisely, I’ll fast-forward through anything with The Rock in it just to get to the rare scene in which he might show some flesh. And by the way, the African-American/Samoan hunk stalked the ring half-naked and steroid-enhanced, baby-oiled muscles bulging during his wrestling days, and now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of forearm.  What’s up with that?  But then, some men ain’t afraid to show some leg. Road Movie: Terence Stamp, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert Yup, Terence Stamp, like Mastroianni, is a hottie for the ages.  Even under all that fab makeup and frou-frou frocks in Stephan Elliott’s drag chick flick, those lusty eyes and Frankenfurter bisexual appetite scream “hardcore perv!”  I didn’t buy for one minute that Stamp’s Bernadette Bassenger was the proper good girl on a busload of badass trannies.  I kept thinking of Teorema, expecting Stamp to use that entrancing gaze and cat-like prowl that could never be muted to seduce every man, woman and dingo that got in the way of oncoming Priscilla.  Pasolini knew instinctively that Stamp has a sexuality that is equal parts sinner and saint – a truly unique and intoxicating combination that transcends both time and screen. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog » Karina Longworth http://www.spout.com/blogs/spoutblog/archive/2008/9/3/34688.aspx Post By: SpoutBlog
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Body: Sociopolitical Drama: Lior Ashkenazi, Walk On Water Who is Lior Ashkenazi?  I have no idea.  What I do know is that finally getting around to watching American-born Israeli director Eytan Fox’s 2004 Walk On Water, starring the incredible Israeli hunk Ashkenazi as a Mossad agent who finds himself intertwined in the lives of the grandson and granddaughter of a fugitive Nazi he’s assigned to capture, I realized I haven’t wanted to lay a movie star this bad since I first laid eyes on Daniel Craig’s 007.  The sturdy-bodied, raven-haired Marlboro Man with magnetic eyes and a chin both chiseled and Travolta dimpled is so mesmerizing I can’t get his image out of my head – like a catchy techno tune stuck on endless repeat.  The film itself is a fascinating character study for the first hour – until the characters leave the Holy Land for Berlin, wherein the plot descends into ludicrous soap opera melodrama complete with Deutsche drag queens and Jean-Claude Van Damme damage (and Bruce Springsteen’s annoying “Tunnel of Love” stuck on endless repeat).  But none of this really matters because it’s also got – Lior Ashkenazi!  (And just to make me more hot and bothered he even gets naked, the camera caressing his hirsute chest – before he soaps up another man.  And the character is straight.  Continue reading while I take a cold shower.) Suspense Thriller: Said Taghmaoui, Traitor I recently endured Jeffrey Nachmanoff’s international espionage yawner Traitor (my review at The House Next Door is titled Jihad for Dummies – ‘nuff said) only because it stars Don Cheadle as a devout Muslim/former U.S. soldier/possible terrorist pursued by Guy Pearce’s southern fried FBI man – and my friend Judy talked me into going because she wants to bed Guy Pearce.  (Personally I’ll take Russell Crowe’s L.A. Confidential thug over Pearce’s clean-cut good cops any day, but that’s another column.) Fortunately, the one saving grace of this renegade mess comes in the form of Said Taghmaoui (who made his debut in Mathieu Kassovitz’s La Haine) as Cheadle’s character Samir’s baddie pal Omar (or more accurately, “Oh my” every time I think of those sexy flexed biceps as he grips his gun!)  No matter that Omar’s also a religious man, for when I initially caught sight of those dark penetrating eyes set off by a skullcap as he toys with Samir upon their first meeting I fell into immediate lust.  During the shoot and bomb jailbreak scene I even not so piously prayed for Omar’s Middle Eastern garments to shred, to fall from him Incredible Hulk style as he emerges without a scratch.  (Alas, my prayers fell on Nachmanoff’s tone-deaf ears.)  There hasn’t been an Arab actor this Casanova dreamy since Omar Sharif.  And speaking of Omar Sharif… Historical Epic: Klaus Kinski, Doctor Zhivago O.K., so Kinski only has a cameo as a (what else?) wild disillusioned radical in David Lean’s sweeping take on Boris Pasternak’s Russian Revolution-set novel (screening September 24th as part of the director’s retro at NYC’s Film Forum), but because we’re talking Kinski – a man who doesn’t just chew scenery, but devours it whole like a snake swallowing a rat – his animal passion steals a giant chunk of the show.  The first time I saw Doctor Zhivago it took me a moment to realize the ice-eyed and hot-blooded, nonsensical madman was indeed Kinski.  No, my very first thought was, “That crazy person would make one hell of a lay!” The man couldn’t help it.  Kinski was an actor who, onscreen (metaphorically) and off-screen (literally) couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, was always showing it off, swinging it around (and oftentimes using it for pissing matches with Herzog).  Kinski was one of those rare stars with a sexuality that both infused and dwarfed that of the characters he played.  And since I’m on the subject of larger-than-life dudes… Documentary: The Rock, Operation Filmmaker So I’ll admit it, the only reason I requested a screener of Operation Filmmaker, Nina Davenport’s painfully P.C. doc following an Iraqi student filmmaker plucked from Baghdad and thrown into the vapid world of Hollywood, is because Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was listed in the credits.  Like with Daniel Craig, I’ll get my rocks off to anything with The Rock in it.  Or, more precisely, I’ll fast-forward through anything with The Rock in it just to get to the rare scene in which he might show some flesh. And by the way, the African-American/Samoan hunk stalked the ring half-naked and steroid-enhanced, baby-oiled muscles bulging during his wrestling days, and now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of forearm.  What’s up with that?  But then, some men ain’t afraid to show some leg. Road Movie: Terence Stamp, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert Yup, Terence Stamp, like Mastroianni, is a hottie for the ages.  Even under all that fab makeup and frou-frou frocks in Stephan Elliott’s drag chick flick, those lusty eyes and Frankenfurter bisexual appetite scream “hardcore perv!”  I didn’t buy for one minute that Stamp’s Bernadette Bassenger was the proper good girl on a busload of badass trannies.  I kept thinking of Teorema, expecting Stamp to use that entrancing gaze and cat-like prowl that could never be muted to seduce every man, woman and dingo that got in the way of oncoming Priscilla.  Pasolini knew instinctively that Stamp has a sexuality that is equal parts sinner and saint – a truly unique and intoxicating combination that transcends both time and screen. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog
]]>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:00:33 GMTSpoutBlogSpoutBlog on spout.com9/3/2008 11:00:33 AMSociopolitical Drama: Lior Ashkenazi, Walk On Water Who is Lior Ashkenazi?  I have no idea.  What I do know is that finally getting around to watching American-born Israeli director Eytan Fox’s 2004 Walk On Water, starring the incredible Israeli hunk Ashkenazi as a Mossad agent who finds himself intertwined in the lives of the grandson and granddaughter of a fugitive Nazi he’s assigned to capture, I realized I haven’t wanted to lay a movie star this bad since I first laid eyes on Daniel Craig’s 007.  The sturdy-bodied, raven-haired Marlboro Man with magnetic eyes and a chin both chiseled and Travolta dimpled is so mesmerizing I can’t get his image out of my head – like a catchy techno tune stuck on endless repeat.  The film itself is a fascinating character study for the first hour – until the characters leave the Holy Land for Berlin, wherein the plot descends into ludicrous soap opera melodrama complete with Deutsche drag queens and Jean-Claude Van Damme damage (and Bruce Springsteen’s annoying “Tunnel of Love” stuck on endless repeat).  But none of this really matters because it’s also got – Lior Ashkenazi!  (And just to make me more hot and bothered he even gets naked, the camera caressing his hirsute chest – before he soaps up another man.  And the character is straight.  Continue reading while I take a cold shower.) Suspense Thriller: Said Taghmaoui, Traitor I recently endured Jeffrey Nachmanoff’s international espionage yawner Traitor (my review at The House Next Door is titled Jihad for Dummies – ‘nuff said) only because it stars Don Cheadle as a devout Muslim/former U.S. soldier/possible terrorist pursued by Guy Pearce’s southern fried FBI man – and my friend Judy talked me into going because she wants to bed Guy Pearce.  (Personally I’ll take Russell Crowe’s L.A. Confidential thug over Pearce’s clean-cut good cops any day, but that’s another column.) Fortunately, the one saving grace of this renegade mess comes in the form of Said Taghmaoui (who made his debut in Mathieu Kassovitz’s La Haine) as Cheadle’s character Samir’s baddie pal Omar (or more accurately, “Oh my” every time I think of those sexy flexed biceps as he grips his gun!)  No matter that Omar’s also a religious man, for when I initially caught sight of those dark penetrating eyes set off by a skullcap as he toys with Samir upon their first meeting I fell into immediate lust.  During the shoot and bomb jailbreak scene I even not so piously prayed for Omar’s Middle Eastern garments to shred, to fall from him Incredible Hulk style as he emerges without a scratch.  (Alas, my prayers fell on Nachmanoff’s tone-deaf ears.)  There hasn’t been an Arab actor this Casanova dreamy since Omar Sharif.  And speaking of Omar Sharif… Historical Epic: Klaus Kinski, Doctor Zhivago O.K., so Kinski only has a cameo as a (what else?) wild disillusioned radical in David Lean’s sweeping take on Boris Pasternak’s Russian Revolution-set novel (screening September 24th as part of the director’s retro at NYC’s Film Forum), but because we’re talking Kinski – a man who doesn’t just chew scenery, but devours it whole like a snake swallowing a rat – his animal passion steals a giant chunk of the show.  The first time I saw Doctor Zhivago it took me a moment to realize the ice-eyed and hot-blooded, nonsensical madman was indeed Kinski.  No, my very first thought was, “That crazy person would make one hell of a lay!” The man couldn’t help it.  Kinski was an actor who, onscreen (metaphorically) and off-screen (literally) couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, was always showing it off, swinging it around (and oftentimes using it for pissing matches with Herzog).  Kinski was one of those rare stars with a sexuality that both infused and dwarfed that of the characters he played.  And since I’m on the subject of larger-than-life dudes… Documentary: The Rock, Operation Filmmaker So I’ll admit it, the only reason I requested a screener of Operation Filmmaker, Nina Davenport’s painfully P.C. doc following an Iraqi student filmmaker plucked from Baghdad and thrown into the vapid world of Hollywood, is because Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was listed in the credits.  Like with Daniel Craig, I’ll get my rocks off to anything with The Rock in it.  Or, more precisely, I’ll fast-forward through anything with The Rock in it just to get to the rare scene in which he might show some flesh. And by the way, the African-American/Samoan hunk stalked the ring half-naked and steroid-enhanced, baby-oiled muscles bulging during his wrestling days, and now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of forearm.  What’s up with that?  But then, some men ain’t afraid to show some leg. Road Movie: Terence Stamp, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert Yup, Terence Stamp, like Mastroianni, is a hottie for the ages.  Even under all that fab makeup and frou-frou frocks in Stephan Elliott’s drag chick flick, those lusty eyes and Frankenfurter bisexual appetite scream “hardcore perv!”  I didn’t buy for one minute that Stamp’s Bernadette Bassenger was the proper good girl on a busload of badass trannies.  I kept thinking of Teorema, expecting Stamp to use that entrancing gaze and cat-like prowl that could never be muted to seduce every man, woman and dingo that got in the way of oncoming Priscilla.  Pasolini knew instinctively that Stamp has a sexuality that is equal parts sinner and saint – a truly unique and intoxicating combination that transcends both time and screen. Originally posted on:SpoutBlog http://www.spout.com/members/0/tags/suspense/MemberTagFilms.aspxsuspense
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