Good Morning, Clint

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We may have just put Clint Walker to rest last week when he died at the age of 90 but stars ain't like us, as the saying goes - they live forever! And so here on what would have been Clint's 91st birthday we'll say howdy once more. Boy, howdy. Click here to scroll on through all our Clint archives. Boy, boy howdy. Boy.

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RIP Clint Walker

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Clint Walker has died at age 90, you guys! Honestly every time I posted about Clint I was pretty surprised he was still kicking around, but it's not like he didn't prove his entire career that he was the bearer of some of the sturdiest goddamned genes ever put on-screen. The actor, who was in the words of someone who'd know (i.e. me) The Ultimate Beefcake (aka The Greatest Beef That Ever Caked) was mainly known for playing lots of cowboy and soldier roles in the 50s and 60s, because duh.

He got his big break when Cecil B. DeMille cast him in The Ten Commandments but his role got shrunk down to a cameo because all 6'6" of him made Charlton Heston and Yul Brynner look like little people and you couldn't have that. You can glimpse him in this clip below walking behind Yul - he's the BIG GUY in the viking helmet:

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He fared better on TV, doing seven seasons of the western Cheyenne, but my favorite thing of his is the Rock Hudson Doris Day movie Send Me No Flowers in which he was hired specifically to make the big strapping Rock Hudson look puny. And he did!

Anyway y'all can scroll through our Clint Walker Archives if you like (I recommend you do!) but let's honor Clint's legacy with a few dozen pictures I just now gathered up that I've somehow not posted before right here after the jump...

Good Morning, World

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Today is the 90th birthday of The Greatest Beef That Ever Caked, Clint Walker - he's best known for turning a whole bunch of little boys into unrepentant queers via the TV Western Cheyenne in the late 1950s and 60s. Apparently there was a rumor that Clint's contract demanded he get shirtless every single episode of the show to showcase the reason he was hired...

... and he was worth every penny. You can see a lot more of Clint right here. Clint, I hope where ever you are today and whatever you're doing that you appreciate all the joy you brought to the world. Such big and broad-shouldered and furry joy. And here's a collection of some of Clint's random shirtless Cheyenne scenes:

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Good Morning, Gratuitous Guy Madison

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When I saw it was vintage beefcake actor Guy Madison's birthday today I figured I'd be able to find a quick pic of him stepping out of the shower in one of those classic pictorial magazines from back in the day and be done with it, since I'd already done a post of this sort for Guy before, but when I looked back at the old post I was surprised by its skimpiness - this is Guy Madison we're talking about here! He's like the blond Clint Walker! Surely I could do better.

So let's do better. I really wanted to find a clip of the scene in 1949's Massacre River where he wrestles with Rory Calhoun (sidenote: SEE ALSO THIS POST) in one of those little wooden brothel tubs that the Westerns made so popular...

... or at least find a clip of him laying in bed with Tom Tully in Til the End of Time (every single picture I can find from that movie makes it look gayer than Rainbow Brite on a meth bender). 

But I couldn't find proper clips for either. Oh well. I did find that picture up top of Guy in bed with shelves, and that's not half-assing anything. And speaking of half asses, hit the jump for more "short shorts at muscle beach" pictures then you can shake a stick at...

Good Morning, Gratuitous Clint Walker

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What do you guys think - was Clint Walker the ultimate beefcake? I think he might've been. If you're all "Clint who?" well baby, have I got some stuff to show you. Clint's best known for playing the lead role in the late 1950s western Cheyenne, which, well, involved him doing everything without his shirt on. I think my favorite sequence of shots comes from the scene spotted above - you've got to see it in it's entirety. This lady knows what's what...

She is my hero, the wind beneath my wings. I've never actually seen any episodes of Cheyenne, only clips, but I think if I had been a lil' gayling back in the late 50s I would've had to hold my Howdy Doody doll in my lap while watching this show exploit all 6 foot four inches tall and forty feet wide of him, lemmetellyawhat. But it didn't stop at Cheyenne - watch this very similar clip of a similar lady enjoying all life has to offer while bathing Clint as a young shirtless beautiful Roger Moore watches...
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This movie is called Gold of the Seven Saints and I think I have to watch it in its entirety if I can find it, because look at this other picture I found from it...

Roger Moore is SO HAPPY. Dudes what's the deal with Roger Moore anyway? This is the second time in the past few weeks that I've been exposed to a youthful Roger Moore enjoying the experience of man-on-man - we posted that shot of him getting, um, excited as Jody McCrea stepped on his bare back. Roger Moore! Whassup buddy? Anyway...

... back to Clint. Front to Clint! Every side to Clint, Clint, Clint. Clint's still going! He's turning 87 years old today. He hasn't acted in anything in 20 years, but those sturdy genes of his that he showed off so frequently weren't bullshit - he was built to last.

So yeah, that. Good grief. I'm gonna have to go lay down for awhile with a cold compress. Elevate my feet. Take my pulse every sixty seconds and some shit. While I go do that, y'all hit the jump for a bunch more pictures, if your heart can take it.

Today's Fanboy Delusion

Today I'd rather be...

... rough riding with Rory Calhoun.

Hi ho, silver, humina humina. So did y'all know that the old dude who crammed stints in his victim's throats and turned them into delicious smoked meats in Motel Hell...

... was once upon a time a hot young thing? I did not know this. And if y'all knew this and you kept it from me, you're bastard people. Anyway there's even more to Rory Calhoun's tale than being hot when he was young and then getting old and making a horror movie, if you can believe it. Lots more!

Like the long-time gossip tidbit that he was caught fucking the living daylights out of most beautiful Guy Madison (previous gratuitous post here) in the backseat of a car one time. That's the two of them above, obviously preparing to ditch them broads and head off together. And here's another pair of shots, so you can visualize said encounter as vividly as possible.

The guy that's with them in that last pic is Henry Willson, whose name you totally need to know if you don't already. He was the premiere Hollywood agent of beefcake back in the day. Here he is with his number one creation...

Willson created them all - Rock, Tab Hunter, Troy Donahue, Clint Walker, the list goes on and on. You can read all about him in the book The Man Who Invented Rock Hudson: The Pretty Boys and Dirty Deals of Henry Willson. One of the more infamous stories is how he kept the gossip rag Confidential from reporting on Rock Hudson's gayness by trading them the juicy story about Calhoun's youthful stint in prison for robbing some jewelry stores and stealing a car.

The story both cemented Calhoun's "bad boy" status and kept Willson's number one client's big gay secret under wraps - win win. The book is also where the story about Calhoun and Guy Madison comes from, and oh, to have stumbled upon that scene.

I should mention that I was spurred down this rabbit hole of great gossip by a single picture of Calhoun beside Thelma Ritter in Nathaniel's piece on the Supporting Actress nominations of 1952 over at The Film Experience. All greatness begins and ends with Thelma Ritter, am I right? So if you want a few more pictures of Rory Calhoun, and you do I figure, hit the jump and there you will find what you are looking for...