Jesse Metcalfe Three Times

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Say what you will about the black abyss that echoes out from where this dude's acting talent is supposed to be -- he poses well for photo-shoots. These pictures aren't as good as this photo-shoot was... but not many are. (That is a hot damn photo-shoot.) See some more of this new one over here. (thanks Mac)

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Jesse Metcalfe Thirteen Times

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Alright you win this round, Jesse Metcalfe. Looking through my archives I've shown a strange resistance to posting pictures of Jesse - in theory he's exactly my type, but in practice there's something about him that puts me off. But this photo-shoot by Stephen Busken (via), well, I can overlook my prejudices this once, I suppose. (click to embiggen)

Busken has shot Jesse before to good effect; in fact I was surprised to see I hadn't broken down and posted those shots when they hit this Summer. So here, as long as we're here, hit the jump for several more very fine pictures from that earlier shoot.

Who Wore It Best?

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You got some red on ya! 

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poll by twiigs.com

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I hesitate to even ask this question because I know, surface-wise, Jesse Metcalfe is put together in a more coherent fashion than Simon Pegg is, so it might be tempting to answer this question in his favor, even though Pegg's Shaun is the icon by which all zombie-blood-spattered white-shirts will forever be judged. (Metcalfe is pictured earlier this week on the set of a new zombie film called Dead Rising: Watchtower, which, well with a title like that it is destined for greatness.) And yet... I feel like daring y'all. Don't let me down!
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Crazy For Feeling So Crazy

In yet another shame-soaked example of "put an attractive fellow under the gore waterfall and I'll come a'runnin'," we have the following stills from some terrible looking movie called Insanitarium, which stars that slowly-being-forgotten Desperate Housewives gardener Jesse Metcalfe, who appears to have reached the "starring in shitty low-budget direct-to-DVD horror movies" phase of his career.

From a larger gallery of stills at STYD:

I swear, that first picture... it's nearly on par with that picture of Jessica Alba screaming into her oven from that horror-remake The Eye in its badness. Metcalfe's floppy wig is the real trump-card d'terrible, nearly outshining his attempt at emoting.

Lucky for me, this movie comes out on my birthday! Screw a party, I'm just going to camp outside of the DVD store so I can run in and grab the very first copy, and then go home and watch this over and over all day long. My present to myself is unbridled insanity!

Man this post is all sorts of extra-bitchy, innit? Four days without a cigarette and counting... sigh...

Anyway, let's try and remember Mr. Metcalfe in cleaner, less difficult times, when the only acting involved was the pretty boy posturing that comes so naturally to this preening primadonna:

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I Am Link

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Four Four on The Gayest Gay in GayVille, Jesse Metcalfe, and the transparent propaganda that is John Tucker Must Die. And damn, Ashanti is like crypt-keeper old, you can't just stick her dusty bones in a cheerleader's outfit and expect us to buy her as a teenager.

I'm so depressed that I don't get FX - Nip/Tuck's back on Sept. 5th with a slew of guest stars, says TV Squad. Yes, the reveal of The Carver sucked donkey-scrotum, but otherwise the show's still kicks behind. There's more on the next season over at EW.com.

Also, TVS has the goods on where and when "The Numbers" from Lost will be laid bare. Apparently you've got to be a gamer. Barf.

Richard Kelly speaks, I... skim. I've seriously got an attention-span problem today, though, so don't take it personally, Dick.

Colin Farrell hearts Jared Leto 4-Ever.

Stereogum contrasts Woody Allen and M. Night Shyamalan through through their iTunes Celebrity Playlists.


JJ with the creepfest that is Baby Shiloh in wax. Seriously - shudder.
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