Showing posts with label Pedro Pascal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pedro Pascal. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Turn My Frown Upside Down, Pedro Pascal


I'm really loath to be a sour bitch about the news of Park Chan-wook making another movie -- and a movie back here in the U.S. no less, his first since Stoker! (He has made two T.V. series in English since then -- The Little Drummer Girl in 2018 and The Sympathizer in 2024.) But much like the casting of Robert Downey Jr. in The Sympathizer the casting news today is making this news more bitter than sweet for me -- Variety is reporting that he's planning on making a Western called The Brigands of Rattlecreek next (fantastic title) that will star two people I like in Pedro Pascal and Tang Wei, and two people I very very much do not like in Matthew McConaughey and Austin Butler. To be fair McConaughey and Butler have both given performances I've liked in the past -- McConaughey in Magic Mike, Butler in The Bikeriders and Once Upon a Time in Hollywood -- but seeing their names generally fills me more with dread than it does anticipation. I find the hype around Butler particularly inexplicable. (He is terrible in Dune 2. TERRIBLE.) And since The Sympathizer remains the only project of Park's that I have very little desire to revisit thanks to RDJ stinking that thing up, lisping around like a gross caricaiture, the still sore burn of recent bias eats away at me, reading this news. SIGH. I will attempt to be a bigger man, dig up some tatters of optimism from deep, deep within. Here is how they describe the story:

"The Brigands of Rattlecreek is described as 'an iconic tale of vengeance and retribution set in the American West.' A synopsis of the project explains: 'A capstone of the themes Park Chan-wook has plumbed across his entire body of work to date, the film is an emotionally explosive and visually stunning meditation on the consequences of violence, the value of family, the power of memory, and the true cost of life.'"

Thursday, April 16, 2026

Pedro Pascal Four Times





This morning I shared the cover image of Pedro Pascal for Fantastic Man magazine, and here right just literally minutes before I'm set to run out the door to a screening these images from the magazine drop, planting a "good goddamn" on my lips as I go. I really don't have time to say any more, but y'all enjoy these! I plan on it. 

The Town Bicycle Seat


Hey look at Pedro Pascal looking adorbs on the cover of the new issue of Fantastic Man magazine (via). And lemme tell you -- trying to search "Pedro Pascal Fantastic Man" to see if any more pictures have been released was muy complicado since Pedro is also the star of the Fantastic Four movie series. But as far as I can tell there's just this photo released so far. But how could I resist this post's title... I could not. I'm sorry, Pedro. It was just (ahem) sitting right there, screaming to be seized upon. 

Tuesday, March 17, 2026

Good Morning, World


I'm sure Wagner Moura's career is going to get a great big boost from this past awards season where he was deservedly nominated for his ace turn in The Secret Agent. (How incredibly handsome did he look at the Oscars this past weekend when he was presenting and he put on those glasses? I swooned.) He's already got seven titles in his "upcoming" projects including a remake of Abbas Kiarostami's masterpiece Taste of Cherry (from the director of Jauja!) and a Star Wars project (of course) -- I'm sure much-deserved bigger projects are in the works though. I'd love to see him reunite with Secret Agent director Kleber Mendonça Filho again. That said -- I've never yet watched Narcos, the show where he played drug kingpin Pablo Escabar seen above, and... that picture is making me think I really should watch Narcos. There's also the Boyd Holbrook and Pedro Pascal of it. Hrm. Thoughts? Also if you wanna give me your answers for a Narcos-themed "Do Dump or Marry?" in the comments, those three are ready and willing...


Wednesday, February 04, 2026

Danny Ramirez Twelve Times


It's been about 77 weeks since Joaquin Phoenix bitched out of Todd Haynes' gay romance film De Noche in August of 2024 -- that's 77 weeks of one of our greatest living filmmakers' time and output gone, just gone, so let's take a fresh moment to mourn it (all while cursing Joaquin's name under our breath) (or even over our breath). Okay -- better news, better mood, today Variety has officially confirmed the rumor floating about since last summer; that Joaquin's Eddington co-star Pedro Pascal is indeed taking over the abandoned role opposite Danny Ramirez (who bless him has kept himself tightly attached this entire time) and shooting will kick off next month. It's been so very long since all of this began -- did I mention seventy-seven weeks? And that was just the moment the project fell apart; there were months of speculation before that -- that I think I should re-share the plot of the film:

"The story, which echoes classic noirs like “Chinatown,” charts the passionate and unexpected love affair between a cop (Pascal) and a boarding school teacher (Ramirez) in 1930s Los Angeles, when the city is overtaken by corruption and the world is on the brink of war. The two men become targets of the city’s corrupt political machine and are forced to flee to Mexico."

Sounds killer! (No I am not punning on Todd's longstanding relationship with Killer Films, although that's bonus points.) But seriously we love Haynes doing period films and 1930s Noir-tinged L.A. is certainly new for him -- I'll admit I'm detecting a few notes of Luca Guadagnino's ex-pat age-gap homosexual paean Queer in that description (especially their venture south of the border) but as much as I love Queer I have not a single doubt that Haynes will do his own wonderful thing. Break a (Joaquin's) leg(s), Todd! And now in celebration of this news, an older but never-here-posted Danny photoshoot (via) I will share with you after the jump...

Monday, October 06, 2025

Russell Tovey Eight Times


I'd just like to start this out by saying that the above photo of Russell Tovey in plaid pants is a lot for me, personally -- thankfully I had all weekend to really sit with it since this new photoshoot for Man About Town magazine dropped on Friday  -- we needed it. Also adding to the heap -- the fact that the interview therein is a chat between Russ and his "bromance" buddy Pedro Pascal. I did not use that word. The magazine used that word. I would have used other words but whatever! The two talk about (no really) queer cinema and being in the closet and being "vers" -- Pedro... I don't even know what to say about Pedro anymore. So let's not. Let's just say this is one of Tovey's sexiest photoshoots and hit the jump for the photos before I get myself in trouble...

Thursday, September 04, 2025

Papa Pedro All Up on Lil Danny's Back


A week ago I told you that Pedro Pascal might be taking over Joaquin Phoenix's last-second-abandoned role in Todd Haynes' next movie, which would see him making sweet sweet love to Danny Ramirez. And now we have this photo (via) of Pedro and Danny together? WHAT COULD IT MEAN???? I mean obviously we know what it means -- they're fucking. Cinematically! Cinematically of course. I would never insinuate otherwise. Not without photos. And whoever has those photos you can find my email address in the profile section of the sidebar!

Wednesday, August 27, 2025

Pedro Pascal's Gay For Play


Let's all make a pact right now -- I'm going to try to post this news without going off the edge, and y'all try to do the same in the comments. Even though I know y'all commenters are maybe even more tired of Pedro Pascal's glass closet omnipresence than I am. And I am very. I'm just mostly of the mind that anything that gets a new Todd Haynes movie greenlit is worth praise, even if Pedro's coming at it with a lot of baggage. That said the project itself has baggage, since I'm sure y'all remember how Joaquin Phoenix bailed on this at the very verrrrry last minute last August and caused the entire thing's collapse. Baggage meets baggage. Anyway I've just now realized I haven't mentioned what I'm even talking about lol -- all y'all who aren't as online as me are probably like WTF, but I doubt many WT-Fuckers are visiting MNPP -- I have a knowledgable clientele, baby. But yes let's step back -- Pedro Pascal might be taking over the lead role in Todd Haynes' gay movie that got nuked when Joaquin dropped out of it. It has a title now that I don't recall seeing before -- De Noche -- and actor Danny Ramirez, who was set to be the co-lead in its earlier incarnation, will be coming back. Good for Danny -- I felt especially bad for him. I can't say I'm looking forward to another round of interviews from Mr. Pascal where he tells us all the details of the death of a close relative one second and then pivots to "I keep my private life private!" as soon as his sexuality's broached, but maybe he'll answer the fucking question for this. Time will tell! In summation, hey there Danny Ramirez...


Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Home, Home on the Rage


It's time for the second review drop of today, and once again it's me bucking up against the system, dropping truth bombs outside the mainstream, baby! Click on over to Pajiba to read my thoughts on Ari Aster's latest, the COVID-era Neo-western Eddington starring Pedro Pscal and Joaquin Phoenix, which got a cold pretty shoulder in Cannes but which I loved. I will admit it took me two viewings to find my way to that love -- it was a rough sit on my first go-round and I thought I might have hated it at first. But I couldn't stop thinking about it and that second view spun me right around. It's dry dark comedy at its absolute cruelest, with a shit-heap's worth to say about the madness of right now. Anyway we love a good challenge and hoo boy is Eddington one of those. Go see it this weekend!



Tuesday, June 24, 2025

Pedro Pascal Thirty Times


Pedro Pascal is Vanity Fair's cover-boy for the month what with his big Marvel movie coming out soon and he is looking every inch the swoon in the photoshoot. And you won't believe it but I actually read the interview before posting this time! I wanted to make sure he was still "not talking about his private life" before I did because who knows, perhaps we'd have something to actually report out of it! 

Well we don't. Nothing to report still! He's still "not talking about his private life." What a waste. I will share with y'all the actual quote on this subject from the piece though so you don't have to read the entire thing if you don't feel like it at this point:

"As we wait for the check, we talk about some of the realities of fame. For instance, the internet’s real-time dissection of his coffee order, his vacation reading, and—since, as [Chelsea] Handler said, people of every kind are horny for him—why he doesn’t talk about his own personal life in the press. “I always feel perplexed when I’m identified in whatever form of media as a ‘highly private person,’ because that’s the opposite of me,” he says. “I’m very unprivate in my private life. I just know that personal relationships are such a complex thing to navigate even without having this enormous lens on them.” "

I'm shocked it even came up, honestly -- usually it seems the topic is avoided completely. Whatever, man. We've got Jonny Bailey, I guess. ALL THAT ASIDE it's actually a great profile -- the reason I get so annoyed with Pascal on the "personal life" front is because I find him charming and handsome and intelligent and thoughtful otherwise and I'd like to enjoy him unconditionally without having to go into a rage every time someone calls him an "ally." I know y'all always leave a lot of comments about him being over-hyped when I post about him, but I think he's a natural star. Everybody in the piece who cites his "sad eyes" are right -- perhaps he doesn't want to let on why they're so sad. Alas. Imagine what could be! For now what will be will have to just be this hot photoshoot I guess, so hit the jump for the entire thing... 

Thursday, June 12, 2025

Do It For Captain America


It's proving exceptionally difficult for me to get any work done today with everything happening in this country -- i.e. its quick descent into absolute fascism ya know, no big whoop -- and so looking at the clock I'm tossing my hands in the air and giving up on fighting the tide. A bunch of hateful morons handed the keys to our country to the same man who tried and failed to flush democracy down the toilet four short years ago, and now we're reaping the collapse we deserve for it. I can't write anything entertaining right this moment. I just have to go scream into a pillow, hug the people I love, and prepare to scream myself hoarse at the protest happening on Saturday -- if you missed my earlier post on that click here. As for the movies opening this weekend Celine "Past Lives" Song's latest Materialists starring Pedro Pascal, Dakota Johnson, and this hot slab of America's Ass pictured here is -- despite the attitude I get from commenters on here whenever I've posted about it! -- worth your time. It's not as good as Past Lives was, but it's way more sticky and weird and unexpected than its typical rom-com trailer would have you believe. Anyway that's the sum total of coherent thinking I can type right now. Please everybody be safe, go to a protest this weekend, and fuck up the fascists. America's Ass is counting on you!


Thursday, June 05, 2025

And People Wonder...


... why I will love Dakota Johnson forever.

Thursday, May 22, 2025

These Three Kings


What the world needs now is love, sweet love, especially when "love" means "Pedro Pascal grinding up against Chris Evans' backside." And it does mean that this time! And if that's possible, anything is. Listen -- it's been a dark day in the real world, and even besides that I've been busy with off-blog stuff so I haven't been here to remedy some of that in my own horny miniscule way. and now I am abandoning you all until Tuesday. Tuesday! It's a holiday yo, and I also am human and need to boot down for a bit. So I leave you with that beautiful image of bisexual throuplery (a promo for their upcoming movie Materialists from Past Lives director Celine Song; I'll share the trailer below) in hopes it'll gift you with some slight reprieve and maybe a smile. Try to stay sane for a few more days. You can do it. Peace and love and hot men grinding on each other to one and all...

Monday, May 19, 2025

Skarsgård & Leather


It's wild that this outfit only dropped yesterday given how many more headline-grabbing outfits Alexander Skarsgård has been photographed in at Cannes since the above one, but the Gay BDSM Biker movie called Pillion that he stars in opposite Please Baby Please sub Harry Melling premiered at the fest then and this outfit did its job -- everybody around the globe stopped dead in their tracks and gawked. I posted several more on Bluesky so check 'em here -- slightly more important that Alex doing Tom of Finland drag though (slightly) is the fact that word of mouth on the movie itself out of the fest is very good! (And very hot too!) So I'm just gonna need this movie sooner rather than months from now. Do you hear me, A24? (And also I expect a positively pervy collection of Pillion-themed swag for sale in your shop as well!) Anyway while making France his bitch Alex has made out with Pedro Pascal and worn thigh-high leather boots and spangled pants as well, but I gotta admit the short-shorts he's been rocking today have been pretty top too! (See more here.) He' might single-handedly rescue 2025 from the shit-heap y'all. May the Pillion press tour save us!



Monday, May 05, 2025

I Quit Smoking 17 Years Ago Today


I keep doing these posts every May 5th -- marking the anniversary of when I quit smoking cigarettes back in 2008 with a constantly ballooning collection of photos and gifs of actors and the like smoking their sexy asses off -- even though, well, it's been 17 years yo! What else do I have to say about any of this? I haven't missed a cigarette since then -- that Chantix shit I took really did its job and then some. But then the fact hasn't changed that whenever I see an image like this...

... I swoon. It just looks cool. I can't help the rules. I'm not saying it's good -- people love violent action movies because people look cool killing people too. It just is what it is and I'm not out to rewire the human brain. I'm just here to lay the horn on the pleasure receptors as we all sink into the abyss. So come with me into this sexy smoky netherworld of seventeen smoke-free years after the jump...

Monday, April 21, 2025

Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...

 ... you can learn from:

Beau is Afraid (2023)

Mona: You let things happen to you. 
Do you think that makes you innocent?

Happy 76 to Patti Lupone today! I rewatched 
this movie a few weeks ago and my god it holds up. 
Oh and since we're here I guess I should share this:


That's the teaser for Ari Aster's next movie Eddington, which reunites him with Beau star Joaquin Phoenix while adding to the mix Emma Stone, Pedro Pascal, Austin Butler, Clifton Collins Jr., and most importantly my beloved Deirdre O'Connell who's been in everything but recently tore it up as Colin Farrell's sick-headed momma in The Penguin. I'll just admit it right now -- I have not watched this teaser and I still have no fucking idea what Eddington is about, and I plan on keeping it that way for as long as possible. I don't need to know! Just put the fucking thing in front of me already. Unfortunately I'll probably learn more between now and its release date of July 18th. (Probably when it screens at Cannes and all of the fancypants who go to Cannes start jabbering on, sigh.)


Wednesday, April 02, 2025

Who Wore It Best?


Crowded field for birthdays of perennial beefcake today -- we already wished Michael Fassbender a happy one this morning but we had other options, given both Chris Meloni and Pedro Pascal slid out their mommas on an April 2nd (the former in 1961 and the latter in 1975). Finding a commonality between these two proved difficult -- I was hoping I'd find pictures of Pedro in a half-shirt or a skirt to go up against photos of Meloni's memorable turns in both of those but they weren't to be. But both have been photographed multiple times wearing white tank-tops -- and as an aside I do understand why we can't use the term "wifebeater" any more for obvious reasons but I do miss its brevity -- so we'll go with that butch-bitch staple. (Butch Bitch is okay, right? Whatever.) Have at it!




Tuesday, March 18, 2025

Jonze in the House


Pedro Pascal teased on social media that he was doing something with Spike Jonze a week or so ago but I knew better than to get my hopes up for a new movie from Mr. Jonze -- it's been TWELVE YEARS since he gifted us with Her so any hope inside of me has cocooned itself off far too deeply to be awoken that easily. And sure enough it's a commercial -- a cool commercial because of course it is; Spike Jonze directed it. It's for Apple's new AirPods. Watch and delight in what we've been sorely missing from the big screen:

Tuesday, November 19, 2024

2 Sissies 2 Gladiator


This isn't a review of Gladiator II -- I don't think I am writing one since somebody more enthusiastic about the property was assigned it at Pajiba. I could write a proper review of it here if I felt like it but take all of this blathering as proof that no, I do not feel like it. There's a lot of fun silliness to the movie to enjoy -- for one Denzel Washington is, as you've likely heard by now, having the time of his life. Every second he's on-screen is a blast. And the battle scene where they fill the Colosseum up with water, ships, and SHARKS -- that shit is bananas. Probably worth the price of admission alone. 

But I left the movie in the most foul of moods despite that excessive goofiness (and Paul Mescal's thighs) because in Joseph Quinn's Emperor Geta and especially in Fred Hechinger's Emperor Caracalla the film trades in a nasty retrograde throwback to the sorts of vile queer villains we haven't seen since the simpering faggot prince in Mel Gibson's Braveheart. You can't even call Geta and Caracalla queer-coded since they've got a harem of made-up lady-boys in waiting. The boys are big ol' sissies. Sneering sissy stereotypes.

They're awful, pasty, deceitful, cruel, sickly, and most of all weak. Caracalla is going mad from syphilis and anoints his monkey to be his number one advisor. Brothers, they turn on each other in a split second. They are jokes meant to be laughed at, and we're meant to celebrate their downfalls brought on by their lascivious queerness. It's crowds cheering on Mel Gibson killing the perfumed fag all over again.

I suppose that, in the interest of widening the queer window, Denzel Washington's Macrinus is meant to be bisexual since in the final film he has a throwaway line about being with men. But it could be read in a couple of ways -- he could be saying women are a lot of bother, and not that he's actually been with any men. And of course Denzel made headlines this week when he said he'd had a kiss with a male actor that got cut out of the film -- this seemed to me to be an early strike out because they knew they were going to get headlines on this subject. (I personally told the PR people I was offended by the movie's throwback queer representation, and I spoke to several other critics who felt the same way.)

But Macrinus, as much fun as Denzel is having playing him, is still a villain. And his comeuppance is the film's biggest cheer moment of all. But since he's a much more rounded-out character if it had been just him as the queer villain I would've been fine with it. I don't hate a queer villain when done right! 

Honestly -- and this bit is probably crucial in my read of the movie -- I also just don't think Ridley Scott has earned the benefit of the doubt in his career on this subject. What has he done for us? Michael Fassbender making out with his clone-twin in Covenant? My point exactly. More of the same. Ryan Phillippe in soaking wet tighty-whities in White Squall? Okay, well I will give him that one.

In all seriousness though the problem is that all of Gladiator II's main villains are the queer people. And all of the film's heroes are boring straights, pining for their ladies. At first there are a bit of homoerotic Midnight Express vibes happening between Paul Mescal's imprisoned character and the doctor who tends his wounds and I thought okay, maybe they'll queer him up too. But their conversations inevitably devolve into talk of their lady loves, almost to the point where it feels like the script having its own moment  of gay panic -- there doesn't seem much reason for the conversation except to define them as two lady-loving bros just shooting the shit! No homo!

I know the argument exists that there's "historical accuracy" to some of these characterizations. (As if this movie feels much fealty to history!) That doesn't take into mind the fact that history has been written by the homophobes for centuries. We have been cast as the villains for as long as storytelling has existed. The stray cards that will knock the whole hetero family unit down for good, et cetera.

And given what just happened in this country election-wise, I do feel it's especially important right now to point this shit out. But I'll be curious to hear what y'all think when you see the movie -- if you're offended or if you think I'd read too much into it. So come back and comment down below once you have.