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13 Hot Scary-Movie Villains Who Give Us Beautiful

  • October 3, 2015 - 4:06pm

Hot horror movie villains are hard to come by – what with all the blood and guts that usually characterize those that terrorize – but there are a few smokin’ standouts in the genre. Settle in for a spookfest this Halloween with these sexy beasts that aim to keep us up at night – for more reasons than one.

 

Patrick Bateman, American Psycho

 

While Patrick Bateman’s morning exercise and beautification routine in the opening sequence was a tone-setting jumping off point for a film so narcissistic it hurt, it was the ménage-á-trois with two ill-fated hookers in which he admires his ample muscles in the mirror that solidified Christian Bale’s status as a sex symbol. And that all happens before he starts running through the hallways of his apartment building wielding a chainsaw with his naked manhood swaying to and fro. Because, ya know, build up.

 

Santanico Pandemonium, From Dusk Till Dawn

 

When your last name is Pandemonium, it’s only appropriate that you live up to that reputation. As vampire queen and main attraction at the Titty Twister strip club and brothel, Santanico (Salma Hayek) sinks her teeth into Richie Gecko just before being impaled by a chandelier herself. Bloodlust has never looked so alluring.

 

Billy Loomis, Scream

 

Billy Loomis (Skeet Ulrich) seemed like the perfect boyfriend on the surface – sexy, mysterious, brooding – until, of course, he started offing all his girlfriend Sidney’s (Neve Campbell) closest allies with the help of knife-happy bestie Stu (Matthew Lillard). As Dionne would say – that’s what friends are for.

 

David, The Lost Boys

 

If you were an ’80s baby, The Lost Boys was probably the first time you fell in love with Corey Haim and Jason Patric. But there was something about Keifer Sutherland’s vampire David that had a certain magnetism all its own. That undead-rebel-without-a-cause thing was totally in back then.

 

Charlie Venner, Straw Dogs

 

There are no redeemable qualities about psychopath Charlie Venner (Alexander Skarsgard), unless you count those steely blues eyes, sculpted pecs, masculine jaw, bulging biceps, pearly smile… oh, hell, just take me already.

 

David McCall, Fear

 

We’ve all had that one hookup who wouldn’t take the hint that we weren’t interested, yet he kept coming around and making trouble until somebody got hurt. No? Just me? Guess that wouldn’t be so embarrassing if mine looked more like Mark Wahlberg instead of the lost Wahlberg that nobody wants out of the house.

 

Jennifer Check, Jennifer’s Body

 

Popular cheerleader Jennifer Check (Megan Fox) is sacrificed by a local band in exchange for fame and fortune, but the ritual backfires and her body is inhabited by a demonic presence. So, naturally, she goes around eating all the boys in town between make-out seshes with her gal pal Needy (Amanda Seyfried). Typical Friday night.

 

Norman Bates, Psycho

 

Norman Bates (Anthony Perkins) has mommy issues. Like, committed matricide and hid her dead body in the basement kind of crazy. But that smile, dude; it’s water under the bridge with a flash of that grill. And, hey, maybe she deserved it. Yeah, let’s go with that. Just stay out of the shower.

 

Carrie White, Carrie

 

Shy, studious Carrie White just wanted to fit in, but her mother warned her: “They’re all gonna laugh at you.” But she got the last laugh at prom when, after they dumped pig’s blood on her as prom queen, she Burned. That. Bitch. Down. Mmmkay.

 

Charles Brady, Sleepwalkers

 

It may have a 15-percent rotten rating on Rotten Tomatoes, but Stephen King’s supernatural tale of werecats feeding on virgin women’s life forces is a speedy Sunday afternoon trashfest made better by Brian Krause’s turn as Charles Brady, a boy-next-door shapeshifting energy vampire… who’s deathly afraid of the puss-puss. So basically your life story.

 

Marybeth Louise Hutchinson, The Faculty

 

Queen alien chick disguised as an innocent Southern belle stands to satisfy all you lady lovers (there’s even a little skin to up the ante), while me and my bros can revel in the late-’90s man candy that is Josh Hartnett, Elijah Wood, Shawn Hatosy and Usher Raymond.

 

Sil, Species

 

Another film about a seductress alien, and I’m sensing a pattern here: Where are the movies about Martian men built like brick you-know-whats? If you’re a feminist, you probably have a lot to say about this successful sci-fi thriller in which Sil (Natasha Henstridge) tries to mate with a bunch of unwilling (as if) guys and then black-widowing them for fun.

 

Jerry, Fright Night

 

Colin Farrell as a vampire. An autobiography.

 

 

Mary Poppins 2, 'Oscillate Wildly,' Cameron Esposito, 'Hart to Hart'

  • October 3, 2015 - 3:50pm

 

Mary Poppins 2: The Possibly Very Bad Idea

 

We’ve reached a point in film history – and more specifically, in the history of the business of Hollywood – where remakes and reboots are just How Things Are, like it or not (we side mostly with “not,” just fyi). So it’ll come as zero shock that Walt Disney Studios has big plans to revisit its most beloved and acclaimed live-action film of all time: Mary Poppins. It isn’t going to be a proper sequel, nor will it be a remake. It will be set about 20 years after the original film, in 1930s London, and will draw its plot from stories in P.L. Travers eight Poppins books. Disney has chosen a director – Rob Marshall – and Life of Pi’s David Magee as screenwriter for the project. They’ve also chosen acclaimed songwriters Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman (Hairspray). But what they haven’t chosen yet is the big catch: Mary Poppins herself. Who steps into the shoes of the legendary Julie Andrews and holds her own? Who dares? We have no idea. But she’d better be that perfect combination of stern disciplinarian and bright, song-filled enthusiasm, or it’s all going to be like a pot of room-temperature tea. Oh, wait, we’ve got it: Emily Blunt. It’s Emily Blunt. You hear that, Hollywood? It’s Emily Blunt. You have your instructions.

 

Sexy queer disability begins to Oscillate Wildly

 

Setting aside the trendy appropriation of a Smiths song title for his latest feature, Oscillate Wildly, filmmaker Travis Mathews doesn’t much like to go where others have already tread. His narrative feature, I Want Your Love, featured explicit real sex as it told the story of a going-away party and gay male longing. His next, Interior. Leather Bar., imagined an alternate life for the controversial film Cruising. And now he’s teamed with executive producer James Franco and some gay men with disabilities – such as queer blogger Andrew Morrison Gurza, who lives with cerebral palsy and served as a production consultant – for Oscillate, which is shooting now. The film revolves around a subject usually ignored by queer cinema: the lives of physically challenged gay men, specifically one working-class guy with CP and his search for love during a scorching Austin, Texas, summer. The goal is simple: matter-of-fact representation and moving drama not based on triumphant “overcoming,” and a reminder that stories for everyone often come from highly specific, and singular, circumstances.

 

Mother’s Day for lesbian stand-up Cameron Esposito

 

Look, we’re not going to lie and tell you we’re overly excited for Garry Marshall’s upcoming mega-ensemble comedy, Mother’s Day. That’s because we saw his earlier movies, Valentine’s Day and New Year’s Eve (fool me twice, and all that). But these films are big hits with big swaths of the population, in the same way that Olive Garden is a popular Italian restaurant; somebody out there is lining up for it. But let’s talk about love for a moment. We love lesbian stand-up Cameron Esposito and Mother’s Day will have a lesbian storyline featuring the comic. She’ll play a young mother raising a son with her female partner, and she’ll be joined on screen by the usual Garry Marshall cast of dozens: Julia Roberts, Jennifer Aniston, Kate Hudson, Jason Sudeikis, Tomorrowland’s Britt Robertson, Timothy Olyphant, The Daily Show’s Aasif Mandvi, and Pretty Little Liars star Shay Mitchell, to name but eight. And after the ludicrously timid gay male storyline of Valentine’s Day, there’s only one way for Marshall’s brand of sometimes clueless inclusiveness to go, and that’s up. Get ready for April of 2016. Your mom is going to want to see this one.

 

Hart to Hart, but with gay dudes

 

A “by the book” lawyer named Jonathan Hart and his free-spirited partner in life and crime-solving, Dan Hartman, are about to pick up where Robert Wagner and Stephanie Powers left off. Who are Robert Wagner and Stephanie Powers, you ask, oh young person? They were the backbone of the breezy, silly, glamorous _Hart to Hart_, that ABC TV staple of the 1980s. And now that show is getting the queer reboot it needs, thanks to producer Carol Mendelsohn and Sony TV. We love this idea, and we want something more than two pretty, bland, white guys as leads, OK? Go outside the box, with us, remakers, and give us Guillermo Diaz and Alec Mapa; or alt-comics Hannibal Buress and Kyle Kinane; or Empire’s Jussie Smollett and Damon Wayons, Jr. Whatever it takes, really. Just don’t be boring and we’ll watch.

 

 

Viral Fatigue

  • October 1, 2015 - 7:34pm

I recently attended the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association’s 25th National Convention in San Francisco. NLGJA’s first convention took place in the city by the bay in 1990, so this year’s conference was aptly called Coming Home. The four-day meeting was filled with workshops, plenaries and programs for LGBT journalists looking to sharpen their skills, network and meet up with old friends.

I’ve worked in the HIV field for over 23 years, and participate in dozens of meetings, conferences and activities throughout the year and around the country, but all of them are related to HIV. This conference is refreshing for me because it’s not HIV-specific, and it allows me to break out of my “HIV bubble” and gain a renewed perspective. When you’ve worked in the same field and organization for 23 years like I have, you can easily become siloed in your work and vision myopic. Everything is seen through the lens of HIV, and you stand in danger of suffering from what I call “viral fatigue.”

Those of us in the broader LGBT community can undergo viral fatigue as well. If you’ve made it this far in reading this column, whether you’re HIV-negative or not, congratulations. People often get tired of hearing or talking about HIV – I know I do! “Isn’t that manageable now?” I often hear. Or, “Is that really a big deal anymore?” In this age of successful treatment of HIV to an undetectable viral load (which nearly eliminates the chance of transmitting the virus to others), and now PrEP, a one-pill-a-day medication that prevents those who are negative from acquiring the virus, maybe it’s time for us to just move on?

It would be nice to think so, but sadly, no. New HIV infections are increasing at alarming rates in certain subgroups, including young, gay black men and trans women. And it’s not necessarily because they are taking more risks – a recent study showed that young, gay, black men actually took fewer risks than their white counterparts, but saw more infections, because the sexual networks they interacted with had more people who were HIV-positive, and they therefore had more exposure to the virus.

We have a unique opportunity in our community to change the narrative, and steer the conversation in a new direction. It’s no longer enough to say “use a condom every time.” By having candid, open and honest conversations with our partners, our healthcare providers, and most of all with others in our community, we can gain a fresh perspective and a new outlook. If we take the time to learn about new prevention modalities, and understand that there is no “one size fits all” when it comes to preventing HIV, then maybe we’ll be a little less “judgy” about the choices of others.

I admit I get a little viral fatigue now and then. But I never get tired of learning new things, gaining insight or a new perspective, and helping someone to look at something in a new and different way.

Paying it forward on the lacrosse field

  • October 1, 2015 - 7:27pm

OK, sports fans: Who was the first openly gay male athlete to play in a professional sports league?

 

Not Robbie Rogers. Not Jason Collins. And not Michael Sam.

 

The answer is Andrew Goldstein. An All-American lacrosse goalie, he came out to his Dartmouth College teammates a full decade before those three better-known trailblazers.

Goldstein was the first goalie to score in an NCAA tournament in nearly 30 years. The next year he played for the Long Island Lizards in Major League Lacrosse.

 

You’re forgiven if you’ve never heard of it. Professional lax flies under the radar (and pays accordingly). So Goldstein soon moved on, and started a new life as a medical student.

He continued to advocate for gay athletes, through speaking engagements, discussions with sports teams and through You Can Play. But gradually he left lacrosse behind.

 

For the first time, he says, he was out as “a regular gay man.” Living outside of the sports world was an education.

 

He needed the break. But he also needed lax. Eventually he joined a club team in his new hometown, Los Angeles.

 

Goldstein had earned a bit of fame in 2005, when ESPN aired his story. After a surge of contacts from athletes – many of them closeted and struggling – the emails had slowed to a trickle. But last winter, the former college star – now Dr. Andrew Goldstein, a medical researcher at UCLA doing groundbreaking work on a possible cure for prostate cancer – received an email that changed not only his life, but a 12-year-old boy’s.

 

Along with that youngster’s family, friends and now countless other strangers.

 

Braeden Lange’s parents suspected he might be gay. When they asked the sixth grader, he told. His mother was proud of his self-knowledge and courage. His father came around fairly quickly.

Braeden came out to some friends in a group chat. Some were supportive. But middle schoolers can be cruel. There was cyberbullying, and real-space taunting.

 

Braeden withdrew. He cried himself to sleep. He talked about suicide.

 

Braeden’s mother Mandy remembered seeing a story on a gay lacrosse player. She and her husband Scott found the ESPN piece. Immediately, they contacted Goldstein.

 

He read their email at a propitious time. He’d just hear of the suicide of trans youth Leelah Alcorn. Goldstein vowed not to miss this opportunity to help a child in trouble.

 

“When I was that age, no one ever told me my life would be OK,” Goldstein recalls. “I always thought, if I got the chance to tell my younger self that life would be fine, I’d seize it.”

 

He did far more than seize a golden opportunity. Soon after contacting Braeden, he sent him that long-ago ESPN video. And his old Long Island Lizards helmet.

 

Goldstein and his husband, Jamie Duneier, already planned to be in New York two weeks later. They quickly asked the Langes to join them.

 

Incredibly, the day they met was Goldstein’s birthday. The family gave him souvenirs from Braeden’s tournaments. The youngster was shy – “like any 12-year-old would be,” Goldstein explains.

 

Then the boy said, “Your helmet may not have meant a lot to you. But it meant so much to me.” He handed Goldstein a birthday card, with a note. He wrote that receiving the video was “the best day of my life.” Now he was “unstoppable.” He thanked Goldstein for being his role model, and his friend.

 

The two lacrosse players headed off to Central Park, carrying their sticks. “We were just two athletes playing catch,” Goldstein says.

 

But that was just a warmup. Goldstein wanted to do something else – perhaps a talk at Braeden’s school. Administrators nixed that idea (though Goldstein did end up talking about medicine to his science class).

 

A better idea was to organize a lacrosse game – one that would send the message that being gay is fine.

 

Over the next few frenetic weeks, Goldstein worked with Nick Wilson, a Seattle-area coach, to set up the show of support.

 

Goldstein, Wilson and You Can Play co-founder Glenn Wittman called in favors. A former Dartmouth lacrosse coach offered to officiate. Braeden’s mom solicited donations from local businesses. Nike donated jerseys.

On Memorial Day weekend – the day before the NCAA Division I championship match in Philadelphia, hundreds of lacrosse players and allies took part in The Courage Game. It was an incredible outpouring of support. Braeden’s friends and teammates were there. They saw him not as gay, but as a hero.

 

ESPN featured the game on SportsCenter. Many viewers emailed Braeden directly. They called him a role model.

 

Braeden Lange is still only 13. He just entered seventh grade. But – like his own role model, Andrew Goldstein – this lacrosse player is already paying it forward.

 

 

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