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Monday language comics

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Two Monday comics on linguistic topics: a Calvin and Hobbes with an unfortunate ambiguity (pitch the tent), and a Zits with a portmanteau for a combo sport (dodgebowl):

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Pitch the tent. The etymological source for the verb has a cluster of meanings in the domain ‘thrust, throw’: note the current senses in pitch a baseball and pitch an idea to the boss, and these two from NOAD2:

2 [with obj.] throw or fling roughly or casually: he crumpled the page up and pitched it into the fireplace. [with a further extension in slang: throw away, discard]

5 [with obj.] set up and fix in a definite position: we pitched camp for the night.

These are the senses in #1: the scoutmaster intended sense 5, Calvin understood it as sense 2, possibly because extended sense 2 is quite general, applying to a wide range of direct objects, while sense 5 has much tighter collocational restrictions: you can pitch a tent, or pitch camp, and that’s pretty much it (these are simply listed as idioms in many dictionaries).

Bonus on pitch tent. There’s a (metaphorical) sexual sense ‘have an erection that shows through covering, esp. while lying down so that the sheet above you stands up like a tentpole’. From a (wildly hyperbolic) site with fictional athletes to appeal to female readers:

Ladies meet Vincent QB#1 Panty Dropper Delgado: Every teen movie has the hot QB-ONE who balls hard day and night. That character was invented by Vince’s life. He has that smile that makes the bros nod and hoes wet. He is a 9 time All American. He’s been married four times and been through divorce twice. He owns 3 houses on every continent. He benches 275 lbs when he’s cutting and runs a 3.6 sec 40 yard dash with a weight vest underwater with a single breath. He has a childhood video of him dunking a basket ball the first time he ever tried (which was the second time he ever jumped when he was 8). The first girlfriend he ever had was a married Victoria Secret model. When the model’s husband found out, he divorced the model without giving a reason. The next week he tried proposing to Vince.

Here are some pictures of Vince that are just definitive proof that he is number one. He is a whole package for anyone who likes a BIG package. No homo. Just mad respect.

Look ladies he is outdoorsy. He can go camping and hike and pitch a tent for you and carry your back pack and make fires and shit.

Vincent pitching a tent:

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And a further bonus, Vince shirtless:

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Dodgebowl. That’s dodgeball + bowling, a portmanteau name for a combination sport/game (or double-sport, as some sites have it), apparently involving dodging bowling balls. Definitely a sport for the hardy.

Not surprisingly, there’s a (moderately snarky) BuzzFeed site (from 12/11/13) “10 Combination Sports You Need To Try Today”. It’s a mixed bag:

bicycle jousting, unicycle hockey, korfball [netball (Swedish ringboll) + basketball; Dutch korf ‘basket’], chess boxing, polocrosse, Segway polo, disc golf [frisbee golf], gravy wrestling, lawn mower racing, basketball derby [“there are no rules”]

Most of these are N + N compounds, and these mix cases where sports / games / pasttimes are combined (chess boxing, bicycle jousting, disc golf), with cases (unicycle hockey, Segway polo, lawn mower racing) where sports are played with non-standard equipment (plus gravy wrestling, involving wrestling in gravy, which I suppose you could consider a sport with non-standard equipment). There’s one entirely clear case of a portmanteau naming a combined sport: polocrosse (polo + lacrosse). Plus the Zits dodgebowl.

It turns out that there is a moderately popular phys-ed class team sport in the U.S. (grades 3 to 7, roughly) known as dodge-bowl or dodgebowl — but it involves foam bowling balls, not real, heavy, ones, as in Zits.

 

 



Ianto Jones: the shirtless sequel

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A follow-up to my previous posting on Torchwood character Ianto Jones and the Welsh actor Gareth David-Lloyd, who portrays him. I’d found no shirtless photos of GD-L, but Chris Ambidge has used the resources of Google searching much more effectively than I did and has come up with two photos from fans of GD-L’s. So now: the shirtless sequel.

A tumblr page. From rangerofdiscord on tumblr, a page “In appreciation of Gareth David Lloyd”:

This tumblr is dedicated to the wonderful actor, singer and most awesome dude on the planet.

He is most known for his role of Ianto Jones on Torchwood and for being the lead singer of Newport-based rock band, Blue Gillespie.

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Heavy dark hest hair; maybe he’s sensitive about that.

An interview. On the Iris site on 4/13/16, “Interview: Gareth David-Lloyd on [the zombie movie] I Am Alone, Independent Film, and Reuniting with Torchwood Cast Mates at Supanova!”, with this photo of GD-L (as Brick) and  Catrin Stewart (as Maggie) in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof:

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Smooth-shaven, and performing in an American accent.


Give me some men who are square-jawed men

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Taking a break from the almost unrelieved despair of two dark British detective series (Broadchurch and The Fall), I returned to more entertaining murders, in the Canadian series Murdoch Mysteries, where I came across S2 E13 (“Anything You Can Do…”,  originally aired 5/27/09), in which Victorian-era Toronto Detective William Murdoch (played by Yannick Bisson) confronts Sergeant Jasper Linney of the Mounties (Dylan Neal) over a murder case. Here are Murdoch and Linney with medical examiner Dr. Julia Ogden (Hélène Joy):

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You’ll see that both the men have notably strong jaws, Neal-as-Linney almost absurdly so; no doubt he was cast to be a caricature of the Mountie of myth: from Renfrew and Sergeant Preston on through the comic figures Dudley Do-Right (in Rocky and Bullwinkle) and Constable Benton Fraser (Paul Gross) in Due South (1994-99).

In principle, this posting is about square jaws on men, but there will be many side trips, including shirtless photos of Bisson.

The title. A play on “Stout-Hearted Men” (both Murdoch and Linney being indubitably stout-hearted men, in some conflict over which of them has the stouter heart), a song from the operetta “The New Moon” (which opened on stage in New York 1927-28), music by Sigmund Romberg, book and lyrics by Frank Mandel, Laurence Schwab, and Oscar Hammerstein II. The song is a call to arms and a hymn to male camaraderie:

Give me some men who are stout-hearted men,
Who will fight, for the right they adore,
Start me with ten who are stout-hearted men,
And I’ll soon give you ten thousand more.
Shoulder to shoulder and bolder and bolder,
They grow as they go to the fore.
Then there’s nothing in the world can halt or mar a plan,
When stout-hearted men can stick together man to man.

I’ve never been able to decide whether the song is rousing or risible; probably both. Nelson Eddy in the 1940 movie “New Moon” can be viewed here, rousing the men; and you can listen here to the San Francisco Gay Men’s Chorus, singing stoutly by the book, but with an obviously homoerotic subtext (an arny of lovers cannot fail).

Death in Devon and Belfast. Brief notes on the shows I was, for a moment, escaping from. (More to come in later postings,)

Broadchurch is set in a fictional community of that name on the Devon (south) coast of England. It stars David Tennant as Detective Inspector Alec Hardy and Olivia Coleman as Detective Sergeant Ellie Miller, cooperating uneasily in investigating the murder of an 11-year-old boy, found on the beach (the scenery is stunning). Partway in, I realized I’d seen the series before — and so got to live once more through the inutterable sadness of the story.

The Fall is set in Belfast, with Gillian Anderson as Police Superintendent Stella Gibson, investigating the crimes of serial killer Paul Spector (played by Jamie Dornan), a Jekyll-and-Hyde character who is simultaneously a murderous monster and a wonderfully charming man (and sweetly devoted father).

Amazing performances, in stories that develop slowly, often in undertones, with occasional eruptions of intense emotion or violence. Everyone, even the children, is flawed, some irrevocably. There are no satisfying resolutions. I occasionally cried out in pain, and sometimes wept. Wrenching experiences.

Back to Murdoch.From Wikipedia:

Murdoch Mysteries originally came to Canadian television in 2004 as a two-episode made-for-TV movie, starring Peter Outerbridge in the lead role. … [A] new version of Murdoch Mysteries [with Yannick Bisson in the lead role] debuted on Citytv in late January 2008. [now in 9th season on CBC and renewed for a 10th]

The Murdoch stories often have wrenching plots, but mostly the series is a romp, with lots of comic touches. Visually, the show often plays as a storybook fantasy, of late-Victorian times: the costumes and scenery, even the actors’ makeup, tend to the hyperreal. You almost always know you’re in the midst of a period fantasy.

On Bisson:

Yannick D. Bisson (born May 16, 1969 [of French (presumably Breton, given his name) and English ancestry] is a Canadian film and television actor and director best known to international audiences for playing Dtv. William Murdoch on the series Murdoch Mysteries. (Wikipedia link)

Bisson in character as Murdoch:

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Note the wide, or broad, jaw (considerable distance from one extreme point of a mandible to the other), giving a strongly rectangular shape to his face — the sort of face that people tend to judge as high on the masculinity scale (a number of other factors contribute to these judgments; see my 11/22/11 posting here, and note that men with high-masculinity faces are not necessarily judged to be especially attractive by women, since some women see such faces to be brutish or dangerous).

Bisson mostly acts in Canadian productions, but he’s had an American career too, most memorably in his mid-20s, in another detective series:

High Tide is an American television series created by Jeff Franklin and Steve Waterman and starring Rick Springfield and Yannick Bisson. The syndicated procedural aired from 1994 to 1997 and lasted 66 episodes over three seasons.

Premise: Mick Barrett [Rick Springfield], a former police officer, works as a private detective with his younger brother Joey [Yannick Bisson] in San Diego. For their work, they travel to exotic locales and, in their free time, they are surfers. At the beginning of the series, they work primarily for Gordon [George Segal], a retired CIA agent. (Wikipedia link)

Bisson and Springfield as surfers:

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Here Bisson is boyishly cute. From the same period, Springfield and Bisson:

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Hey, they were playing surfers, and it was the 90s. Note the jaw contrast in this shot.

Side notes on the other players in High Tides. Springfield is indeed the singer, and George Segal is the versatile older actor (not the artist):

Rick Springfield (born Richard Lewis Springthorpe; 23 August 1949) is an Australian musician, singer, songwriter, actor and author. … Springfield’s two US top 10 albums are Working Class Dog (1981) and Success Hasn’t Spoiled Me Yet (1982). (Wikipedia link)

George Segal, Jr. (born February 13, 1934) is an American actor and musician. Segal became popular in the 1960s and 1970s for playing both dramatic and comedic roles. Some of his most acclaimed roles are in films such as Ship of Fools (1965), King Rat (1965), Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966), Where’s Poppa? (1970), The Hot Rock (1972), Blume in Love (1973), A Touch of Class (1973), California Split (1974), For the Boys (1991), and Flirting with Disaster (1996). (Wikipedia link)

Dylan Neal. Finally, back to the main topic. On the actor, from Wikipedia:

Dylan Jeremy Neal (born October 8, 1969) is a Canadian actor. He holds dual citizenship in Canada and the United States. He is known for his portrayal of the character Dylan Shaw on the soap opera The Bold and the Beautiful, Doug Witter on Dawson’s Creek, and Detective Mike Celluci in the supernatural series Blood Ties. He also played Aaron Jacobs on Sabrina, the Teenage Witch.

Here he is in character as Sergeant Jasper Linney on Murdoch Mysteries:

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Compare this to Bisson in #2. Both have a considerable mandibular distance; Neal’s is probably greater than Bisson’s in absolute terms, since Neal is overall a bigger man (Neal is 6′ 2″ tall, Bisson 5′ 11″), but Neal’s mandibular distance is probably also greater in relative terms (relative to other facial dimensions, that is).

So what makes Neal’s jaw look even squarer than Bisson’s? That would seem to be the mandible-chin angle, the angle from the extreme point of a mandible to the point of the chinbone. A jaw is squarer if this angle is low, sharper if it’s higher. To judge visually, Neal’s mandible-chin angle is pretty low, Bisson’s a bit higher.

Neal is a seriously square-jawed man.

For comparison to these two, three Mounties:

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Constable Benton Fraser in Due South:

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[Addendum the next day: unfair to give shirtless shots of Bisson but not of Neal. Neal is far from shy about displaying his body. Here he is posing for Playgirl:

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Holiday specials

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A holiday comes around — this is Labor Day weekend in the U.S. — and everybody has sales, on every damn thing. Gay porn is no exception, but certain holidays lend themselves especially to the interests of the porn industry: all patriotic holidays, since you can flog videos of military men; Fathers Day, when you can offer Daddy-Boy videos; and of course Labor Day, when blue-collar guys can go on sale.

One company is offering a large inventory of videos at (groan) “cock-bottom prices” and another is selling videos with blue-collar men who will “fill you up” for Labor Day. Similar things turn up every year. This year I’ll report, not on the porn sales, but on a Labor Day story from the gay press and some other racy specials for the holiday.

The cover of the current (Labor Day) special issue, 9/1/16, of HOTspots! magazine (South Florida edition):

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(featuring working men, with tools).

Inside the issue, a number of special offers. Three here, for the Pride Factory in Fort Lauderdale (clothing, especially underwear and swimwear, plus other LGBT items); The Club, um, sauna in Fort Lauderdale; and the (groan) Floppy Rooster male strip club in Miami:

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The Mystery Man of Crotch Beach

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(Some crude sexual talk, but some humor, too, and plants, several plants. Use your judgment.)

(Notice: Prunella vulgaris and Orchis mascula are real plants, and what I say about them and their names is, to the best of my knowledge, accurate. As for the rest, caveat lector.)

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Hunky Herb hides his
Puffy purple penis, his
Funky fleshy fruits, but fuck, his
Buddy Larry says, lewdly, a
Feast to eat, and pretty too.

The back story, in a recent press release:

(Slightly doctored image above from a Daily Jocks ad yesterday.)

Rare Anatomical Anomaly
Documented in Undewear Model

Floral Park, Florida: Researchers at the prestigious Ringling Institute here have issued a report on a rare florid case of glossophally, or labiate penis, which came to light because of the patient’s occupation as an underwear model (where the outlines of his unusual genitals became obvious during fashion shoots). Even more remarkably, the patient (known by the pseudonym Herb Applebee) also exhibits gross orchid orchid syndrome (OOS), in which the patient’s testicles flagrantly resemble orchid tubers.

The latest Institute revelation is that these conditions are accompanied by a genital skin-color anomaly – not in itself remarkable (dark genitals are not uncommon in otherwise light-skinned individuals), except for Applebee’s color, which an Institute spokesperson described as “a gorgeous intense purple”.

In labiate penis, the urethral opening flares out into a fleshy lipped structure uncannily resembling flowers of the Labiate, or Lamium, family. In particular, the Institute report identifies Applebee’s penis as “a human analogue of the flower of Prunella vulgaris, commonly known as self-heal or heal-all”. Meanwhile, Applebee’s testicles are “firm, fleshy, and oval, much like the paired tubers of Orchis mascula, the early-purple orchid”. And they are also purple.

An appendix to the Institute’s report, penned by the staff linguist, examines the ins and outs of the species name Orchis mascula.

Behind the back story: Prunella vulgaris. A groundcover plant, with ornamental varieties grown in gardens and others treated by some people as invasives in lawns. Here’s Herb’s variety:

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Heal-all is used to treat cuts and inflammations, in an herbal drink, and (masculinity alert!) in bodybuilding supplements.

Behind the back story: Orchis mascula.

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Orchis mascula, the early-purple orchid, is a species of flowering plant in the orchid family, Orchidaceae.

… In some magical traditions, its root is called Adam and Eve Root. It is said that witches used tubers of this orchid in love potions. (from Wikipedia)

The Latin noun orchis / orchid- is borrowed from Gk. orkhis ‘testicle’; orchis is feminine in gender (remember that sex and grammatical gender are not at all the same thing), so a modifying adjective like masculus ‘masculine, male’ will take its feminine form, mascula. Despite this, the binomial name Orchis mascula is drenched in male physicality.

So orchids are so called because their tubers resemble testicles, and orchid orchid syndrome is so called because men with the condition have testicles that resemble orchid tubers. Layers on layers.


Beefcake on screen

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(Little of academic or social significance, but mostly about shameless displays of the male body. Not, however, X-rated, either visually or verbally.)

A while back, links on Facebook to Hollywood Beefcake, a public group on Facebook featuring movie and tv actors dsplaying their bodies. Shots of, among others, Guy Madison, Randolph Scott, Gary Cooper, Hugh O’Brian, Robert Conrad, Johnny Weissmuller, Clint Eastwood, Tab Hunter, Marc Singer, Burt Reynolds, Lee Majors, Jeff Goldblum, Alexander Skarsgard, Matt Bomer, Ryan Phillipe, Shia LaBeouf, Danny Pino, and Chris Meloni. And Charlie Hunnam, who’s appeared on this blog before because he revels in sexy shirtless displays.

Then an appendix on three of the notable shirtless hunks on the television series Glee, who I don’t think had made it onto the Hollywood Beefcake site when I last checked it.

Oh, the Hunnamity! Charlie Hunnam has appeared twice on this blog:

on 4/3/13, in “scruffilicious”, with a shot of a shirtless and scruffy Hunnam

on 9/24/13, in “to clean up nicely”, with three shots of Hunnam, in three very different presentations

And now on Hollywood Beefcake, this remarkable shot of a lean, muscled Hunnam, near-ecstatic and barely keeping his jeans on:

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Note on the punning title of this section. From Wikipedia, with the crucial bit boldfaced:

Herbert O. “Herb” Morrison (May 14, 1905 – January 10, 1989) was an American radio journalist best known for his dramatic report of the Hindenburg disaster, a catastrophic fire that destroyed the LZ 129 Hindenburg zeppelin on May 6, 1937, killing 36 people.

[from the broadcast] … it’s a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It’s smoke, and it’s flames now … and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring-mast. Oh, the humanity and all the passengers screaming around here. I told you, I can’t even talk to people whose friends are on there.

Gleeful shirtlessness. I have now remedied a serious gap in my pop culture experience by watching the series Glee from beginning to end. From Wikipedia:

Glee is an American [fantasy] musical comedy-drama television series that aired on the Fox network in the United States from May 19, 2009, to March 20, 2015. It focuses on the fictitious William McKinley High School [in Lima OH] glee club, New Directions, which competes on the show choir competition circuit while its disparate members deal with social issues, especially regarding sexuality and race, relationships, and learning to become an effective team.

Tons and tons of wonderful singing and dancing by very attractive people, elaborately staged, with significant lbgt characters and themes as well, so of special interest to me.

Several of the male characters regularly appear shirtless on the show, thanks especially to scenes in the men’s locker room. Two of the actors, already noted on this blog, are given to sexy displays of their bodies outside of the show: Darren Criss (a straight man playing one of the two major gay characters, partnered with the gay actor Chris Colfer, playing a flamboyantly gay character) and Chord Overstreet (a straight man playing the straight character Sam Evans, who, however, puts in a stint as a male stripper at one point in the show).

Darren Criss came up in passing in my 6/30/15 posting “That goes without”, and here he is in a beach shoot:

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Very fit and lean and always happy to show off his body. From Wikipedia:

Darren Everett Criss (born February 5, 1987) is an American actor, singer and songwriter. One of the founding members and co-owners of StarKid Productions, a musical theater company based in Chicago, Criss first garnered attention playing the lead role of Harry Potter in StarKid’s musical production of A Very Potter Musical… Criss is best known for his portrayal of Blaine Anderson on the Fox musical comedy-drama series Glee.

Chord Overstreet appeared in my 9/9/16 posting “Name time”, with some details about his life and a sexy photo. Here’s a shot of Overstreet as Evans, barely clothed and looking decidedly anxious about that, in a production of Rocky Horror:

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Mark Salling. But the champion displays of the male body on the show come from actor Mark Salling, portraying character Puck Puckerman (straight playing straight again). From the character’s wiki page:

Noah “Puck” Puckerman is a major character on Glee. Puck is an alumnus of William McKinley High School as of [the episode] Goodbye. He is now a former member of both the Glee Club and the Football Team. He is currently enlisted in the Air Force.

Puckerman runs a pool cleaning business in Lima, in which capacity he appears shirtless, displaying himself to the older women he seduces:

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Beefier than the other two, but not a body-builder type.  (Singer-dancers rarely are.)

Saller’s Wikipedia page tells us that “Mark Wayne Salling (born August 17, 1982) is an American actor, singer-songwriter, composer, and musician.”


A Euro-hunk

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That would be Goran Višnjić / Visnjic (pronunced roughly like VISH nyitch), one of four character actors in the tv series Crossing Lines who especially caught my eye. Here’s a display of the main cast from season 3 of the show, with three of the four:

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Starting at the lower left and moving clockwise, the three are #2 (Lara Rossi), #5 (Visnjic), and #7 (Donald Sutherland). And to justify the title of this posting, here’s Visnjic in one of his signature roles, in the Land of Shirtless Men, as the lead in the 2004 tv miniseries Spartacus:

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About Crossing Lines, from Wikipedia:

Crossing Lines is a German-French-Italian-American television series created by Edward Allen Bernero and Rola Bauer. [Premiered in 2013, ran for three seasons.]

… Plot: Former New York Police Department officer Carl Hickman’s life has fallen apart after he was injured on the job; he has become addicted to morphine and works as a garbage collector at a carnival in the Netherlands. He is recruited to join the International Criminal Court’s special crime unit (a fictional unit). Based in The Hague, it investigates a variety of crimes that cross international boundaries. The unit includes an anti-organized crime covert specialist from Italy, a technical specialist from Germany, a crimes analyst and a human trafficking specialist from France, and a weapons specialist and tactical expert from Northern Ireland.

The four actors:

American actor William Fichtner, playing American character Carl Hickman (seasons 1 and 2)

British actor Rossi, playing Dutch character Arabela Seeger (guest in season 1, main character after that)

Croatian actor Visnjic, playing Italian character Marco Constante (season 3)

Canadian actor Donald Sutherland, playing Polish character Michel Dorn (throughout the series)

Fichtner and Sutherland are versatile character actors who’ve taken on a great many roles. A head shot of Fichtner, not pictured above:

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Rossi is the youngest of the set, and information I’ve been able to find on the net about her is all about her professional life, with no personal details to speak of. She’s clearly British and black, and she has a riveting, comple presence on-screen, but beyond that I know nothing. (Her character on the show is Dutch, of mixed Nigerian-Dutch parentage, and lesbian.)

Which brings us back to Visnjic. From Wikipedia:

Goran Višnjić ( … born September 9, 1972) is a Croatian American actor who has appeared in American and British films and television productions. He is best known in the United States for his role as Dr. Luka Kovač on the NBC television series ER.

… Credited as Goran Visnjic in his English-language work, he adopted the simplified spelling of his name when he came to the United States in the late 1990s

… In 2015 he played the lead role in the third season of Crossing Lines, portraying the role of Marco Constante, an Italian detective in search for his sister.

On the tv series Spartacus:

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Spartacus is a 2004 North American miniseries directed by Robert Dornhelm and produced by Ted Kurdyla from a teleplay by Robert Schenkkan. It aired over two nights on the USA Network, and stars Goran Visnjic, Alan Bates, Angus Macfadyen, Rhona Mitra, Ian McNeice, Ross Kemp and Ben Cross. It is based on the novel of the same name by Howard Fast.
The plot, setting, and costumes are nearly identical to those of the Stanley Kubrick 1960 version; however, this adaptation follows Howard Fast’s novel more closely than does Kubrick’s film.

Tons of shirtless action (as in #2), but also shots showing off Visnjic’s nicely developed arms and shoulders, as here:

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But he’s not just a muscle-hunk. He’s a physically expressive actor who also projects considerable charm.  Fun to watch, especially when he plays against actors with different styles, like Rossi and Sutherland.


Naming his Essence

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(Sexually suggestive, but not explicit.)

From Daily Jocks on 9/14, with its ad copy (which an Austraian friend found deeply embarrassing) and my caption:

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Aussie Essence captures the spirit of living in the great land of Australia. From sweating it out on the land, to closing the big deal in the city and catching all the waves in between, we celebrate the diversity of backgrounds we all come from whilst being proud of the aussie culture.

Sweating on the station, he was known as
Ned (the Outlaw) — in the city, where he was
Made by tons of Aussies, they called him
AbsFab and PecMate — on Bondi Beach he was just
Salty Dog

Notes:

station. From the Macquarie Dictionary (1981):

a privately-owned rural establishment for raising sheep or cattle

Ned Kelly. From Wikipedia:

Edward “Ned” Kelly (December 1854 – 11 November 1880) was an Australian bushranger of Irish descent.

… Arrested in 1870 for associating with bushranger Harry Power, Kelly was first convicted of stealing horses and imprisoned for three years. He fled to the bush in 1878 after being indicted for the attempted murder of a police officer at the Kelly family’s home. After he, his brother Dan, and two associates fatally shot three policemen, the Government of Victoria proclaimed them outlaws. [Kelly was captured and executed by hanging in 1880]

… Despite the passage of more than a century, he remains a cultural icon, inspiring countless works in the arts, and is the subject of more biographies than any other Australian. Kelly continues to cause division in his homeland: some celebrate him as Australia’s equivalent of Robin Hood, while others regard him as a murderous villain undeserving of his folk hero status.

Gay Sydney. A photo of the Gay Bar, on Oxford Street in Sydney:

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In your face, mate.

Bondi Beach. A publicity photo for S1 E6 (2006) of the tv show Bondi Rescue:

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From Wikipedia:

Bondi Rescue is an Australian factual television programme which is broadcast on Channel Ten. The programme, which has aired since 2006, follows the daily lives and routines of the Waverley Council professional lifeguards who patrol Bondi Beach [in Sydney].

This brings me to Paul Freeman, the premiere chronicler of Aussie man-meat, notably in two series of high quality b&w male photography: an Outback series — Outback, Outback – Currawong Creek, Outback Brumby, Outback Bushmen, Outback Dusk — and a Bondi series — Bondi Classic, Bondi Urban, Bondi Work, Bondi Road:

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From Freeman’s own (self-aggrandizing) website, announcing his latest book:

Paul Freeman is one of the most admired photographers of his generation, an important and astute recorder of the contemporary male nude with a style that is undeniably his own. His latest book, Outback Dusk, is a collection of over one hundred and eighty fine art nude photographic portraits of men captured in Australian outback settings.

(I have the first two Bondi books. Dramatically posed, high-masculinity images. Now quite expensive: $150 USD from Freeman’s site, somewhat less from Amazon.)



Masculine jaws of Wyoming

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About square-jawed as a (high-) masculine physical characteristic, last discussed here back in August (in “Give me some men who are square-jawed men”), with reference to actors in the tv series Murdoch Mysteries (set in Toronto), especially Dylan Neal. Now it’s the series Longmire (set in northern Wyoming), featuring two lead actors with strongly masculine faces, physiques to match, and a strong silent presentation of self as well: Robert Taylor (no, not that Robert Taylor, but the Australian Robert Taylor) as Sheriff Walt Longmire of (the fictional) Absaroka County and Bailey Chase as his deputy Branch Connolly. (A third leading male character, the Cheyenne Indian Henry Standing Bear, is played by Lou Diamond Phillips, appreciatively discussed in a 11/22/15 posting that also outlines the Longmire show.)

(Note: the show has two leading female characters, both very well played: Longmire’s daughter Cady (played by Cassidy Freeman) and deputy Vic Moretti (played by Katee Sackhoff).)

The tough and craggy Walt Longmire:

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Robert Taylor (born 1963) is an Australian actor who has appeared in many films and television series in Australia, the United Kingdom and the United States. On television he is best known for his lead role in the A&E television series Longmire. On film he is best known for playing Agent Jones in The Matrix (Wikipedia link)

Taylor’s American English accent is startlingly good, though not easily geographically locatable, beyond being “(south)western ranch”.

But it’s Bailey Chase who has the extremely square-jawed face (plus a cleft chin):

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(Chase has a wonderful smile, which he gets to use in other parts.)

And here he is shirtless and hunky, in an episode of Saving Grace with Gregory Cruz:

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Taylor appears shirtless in Longmire fairly often, but I haven’t found any usable images on the net.

Geographical bonus: the tv show is set in Durant, the county seat of Absaroka County, and surrounding country; the exterior shots are in fact mostly in Buffalo WY, the county seat of Johnson County —

[Important correction: Buffalo WY has advertised itself as the model for Durant in Longmire, and has boosted tourism this way, but (as a commenter points out below), the exteriors for the show are actually shot at various locations in New Mexico.]

on I-25 (north of Casper and not far from the  Montana State Line), just off I-90, and close to Bighorn National Forest:

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It’s a small town (population ca. 4,000), but picturesque, as you can see on the show.

My personal experience with Wyoming is at the other, very south, end of the state, just above Colorado, when driving between Columbus OH and Palo Alto CA in the warmer months of the year, on I-80, a route that goes through both Cheyenne (the state capital, population ca. 60,000) and Laramie (the site of the university, population ca. 32,000), as well as a lot of very arid high plains. I-80’s western terminus is in San Francisco; the connection to Columbus involves driving between I-70 (which runs through Columbus) and I-80, making the switch in western Illinois or via Denver and Fort Collins.

(Casper is Wyoming’s second most populous city, after Cheyenne, and Laramie is roughly tied for third place with Gillette (on I-90 between Buffalo and Sundance).)

However, most of my driving between Columbus and Palo Alto was in cold months (west in December, east in March), when the northerly routes (I-80, and, worse, I-90) were frequently impassable (remember the Donner Party, traveling on a precursor of I-80), so I had to angle between I-70 and I-40 (going though the panhandles of Oklahoma and Texas, and the cities of Albuquerque NM and Flagstaff AZ).


Naked boys playing at liberty

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About male photography featuring naked men horsing around together, mostly at the beach. The (four) X-rated images are in a posting on AZBlogX; they’re there because they show penises, but in (I maintain) an essentially innocent way, but still there are penises. On this blog we’ll get we’ll get buttocks and concealed penises, but without sexual charge, so the images are technically safe for kids and the sexually modest, but you might want to use your judgment.

There are points about sexuality, about social practices involving the body (notably, horseplay), and about the use of on leave and on liberty.

The whole thing started with a penguin-themed collage based on an image of naked men frolicking in the surf (#2 on AZBlogX). That led (after some hours of searching) to another image of the same men horsing around, an image carefully chosen by the photographer to be technically safe, one that got me to the source, a 1993 book of male photography, Shoreleave, by Andrew Kennedy.

This photo:

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A cheeky description of the book from a bookseller’s site:

Four sailors and one naval officer take shore leave and provide the viewer with eighty pages of the young male in all his glory. As they leave the ship, one sailor urinates in the street. — They set out in a convertible, pick up a hunky hitchhiker, play beach volley ball, sunbathe and swim naked of course.  They pop a beer, play pool, just hang out.

On AZBlog: posing for the camera in #3 and #5, playing beach volleyball in #4. From AZBlogX:

Everybody’s cock hangin’ out for everything, but at approximately the sexual temperature of a naturist camp; if dick display can be said to be innocent, this is it. On the other hand, in their frequent posing, the guys show great pride in their bodies and pleasure at dislaying them (to each other and the wider world). But that’s a guy thing — if you’ve got it, flaunt it — not an especially gay guy thing.

As usual, men in general can appreciate these photos by identifying with the men in them, by wanting to be them, while gay men get an extra kick from seeing the men in the photos also as objects of desire, from wanting to do them. (Well, each gay man will have his own favorites.)

Amplifying on dick innocence:

[These images have to be on AZBlogX] because of the dicks, but the dicks are not at all the point of the photo, beyond the fact that they signify freedom and lack of constraint . [Putting this another way: their dicks are at liberty — NOAD2 on at liberty, ‘allowed or entitled to do something’, that is , ‘free (to)’]. (They hardly work as dicks for veneration or jack-off purposes: they’re normal-size, not even close to pornstar quality, and they’re retracted about as far as dicks can be, so they’re minimal appendages.)

Going naked is a male cultural thing (quite outside naturism movements), simultaneously an assertion of freedom (from conventions of propriety, order, neatness, and so on — note, all conventions typically assigned to women, mothers and then female partners, to regulate) and an assertion of masculinity through going rough and bonding with other men. There are long traditions of athletic contests in the nude, as well as naked swimming and running and the like, combining competition, demonstrations of endurance and toughness, displaying your own body and appreciating other men’s bodies, and joy.

In this context, a man’s dick isn’t so much something wielded for sex as merely a gender tag. It says: yes, I’ve got a man’s face and hair and muscles, and, oh yes, here’s the dick too. In this context, nobody cares how big it is or whether it’s hard, just that it is.

… [Another] significant feature of the two surf-frolicking photos: in the story they convey, the … characters are buddies, almost surely straight (and the models were almost surely straight too). They are bonding in pleasurable, but non-sexual, horseplay. Still, the images are homoerotic, because they show gorgeous men engaging in satisfying physical and emotional intimacy with other men. If you’re gay, that’s powerful, and really hot. (If you’re straight, it just looks like a lot of fun.)

Horseplay ‘rough, boisterous play’ is the relevant lexical item here. (The word has been around since the 16th century. My sources are not especially helpful in explaining it, saying only that it’s horse + play. Perhaps the original alluded to the gamboling of foals in the field; certainly, play — especially mock combat — among young animals  is widespread.)

The cultural practice, in modern America at any rate, is one engaged in by straight boys and men for fun; Kennedy’s boys are smiling or laughing in delight, as are the young men in this wonderful image (whose source I have not yet identified for sure, though it might well be Kennedy again) — who are also engaged in agonistic play, in mock combat:

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Horseplay on this blog:

Item 1. In “Male beauty” of 3/10/16, on Johan Paulik and Chance in Bel Ami Studio’s gay porn flick An American in Prague:

[Chance is] taken on a four-day tour of gay-sexual Prague. Their scenes together are full of adolescent horseplay as well as hot sex.

The actors are in fact young and straight, and it’s entertaining to see them move back and forth between their characters’ intense gaysex focus and their own (not entirely unstudied, I grant) adolescent goofiness.

Item 2. In “The strap snap” of 12/12/15, about jockstrap snapping:

Out in the real world, strap snapping is a not uncommon bit of locker room horseplay by teammates, with one guy snapping one strap of another guy’s jock; it stings, but only mildly. Then there is towel-snapping in the showers [also intended to be mildly hurtful, but not actually harmful], and more advanced body play, like fingering a teammate’s asshole.

The guys involved in this horseplay are usually straight; gay guys tend to do their best not to put themselves into potentially arousing situations like the ones I’ve just described. (I’ve seen strap snapping and towel-snapping at first hand, but not asshole-fingering, though there are plenty of accounts of locker room play in which fingering plays a part.) The emotional resonances of this apparently aggressive play are complex: part jockeying for dominance, part male bonding in which the targets are accorded membership in a tight group and show that they can good-heartedly “take it like a man”. The play is ritualized and almost never dissolves into actual aggression. [Everybody is supposed to laugh.]

Linguistic note. Kennedy’s story is about sailors on shore leave, and his photographs show men at liberty to display themselves, which brings us to the American Navy terms on leave and on liberty.

The expressions on leave and on liberty have very different meanings in the Navy. If you’re on leave, there are no restrictions on your travel, within the time limits of the leave. If you’re on liberty, your release is time-restricted, usually a weekend, you can’t leave the immediate area (as defined locally, so from 50 to 400 miles, depending on your base), and you have to be available for recall; but all federal holidays are liberty days, unless you have assigned duty on board.

(For sailors on leave in NYC, the standard guide is the Bernstein/Comden/Green On the Town, on Broadway in 1944, on film in 1949.)

Carnal note. Kennedy’s photos above are from the front, so even if the dicks aren’t the point, they’re in the picture (or just barely concealed). On the other hand, many of Kennedy’s  photos celebrate butts / asses unabashedly, and that’s more clearly homoerotic. Another from Shoreleave:

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There’s a gogantic world of beach butts out there, many already surveyed on AZBlogX. Here are two collections of surf guys, in shots where hand on ass is a thing:

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As far as I can tell, these are straight guys hanging with each other, guys so sure of their sexuality that they can use hand on ass as an affiliative gesture. I don’t have good identifications of either of these photos, but Google Images suggests that #4 shows guys from a Latin American fútbol team, either Atlético Tucumán in Mexico or Atlético River Plate in Argentina, while #5 is simply identified as “heteros mostrando a bunda” (‘straight guys showing ass’ in Portuguese), in what looks like an American football huddle.

Buddy butt pats if you’re straight, copping butt feels if you’re gay.


Rising in the morning

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I awoke this morning to an overwhelming swell of orchestra and chorus, in what I recognized immediately as the very ending (in the 5th movement) of Mahler’s Symphony No. 2, the Resurrection Symphony (performed by Otto Klemperer and the Philharmonia Symphony and Chorus). Time to arise!

You can watch, here, a performance by Leonard Bernstein and the London Philharmonic of the last bit of the 5th movement. A still of Lenny’s berserker conducting:

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(I saw Bernstein conducting the LPO in this symphony back in the fall of 1977. Oh my, 39 years ago. Quite an experience.)

On the symphony, from Wikipedia:

The Symphony No. 2 by Gustav Mahler, known as the Resurrection Symphony, was written between 1888 and 1894, and first performed in 1895. Apart from the Eighth Symphony, this symphony was Mahler’s most popular and successful work during his lifetime. It was his first major work that established his lifelong view of the beauty of afterlife and resurrection. In this large work, the composer further developed the creativity of “sound of the distance” and creating a “world of its own”, aspects already seen in his First Symphony. The work has a duration of around eighty to ninety minutes and is conventionally labelled as being in the key of C minor; the New Grove Dictionary of Music and Musicians labels the work’s tonality as C minor–E-flat major.

… Mahler wrote of [the fifth] movement: “The increasing tension, working up to the final climax, is so tremendous that I don’t know myself, now that it is over, how I ever came to write it.”

Significant pieces of Mahler’s wonderful Des Knaben Wunderhorn (The Youth’s Magic Horn — and, yes, the title is at least as suggestive in German as it is in English) are incorporated into this symphony (and other pieces in other of Mahler’s works). From Wikipedia:

The settings of Des Knaben Wunderhorn by Gustav Mahler are orchestral songs and voice and piano settings of poems from Des Knaben Wunderhorn (‘The Youth’s Magic Horn’) a collection of anonymous German folk poems assembled by Achim von Arnim and Clemens Brentano and published by them, in heavily redacted form, between 1805 and 1808. 10 songs set for soprano or baritone and orchestra were first published by Mahler as a cycle in 1905. but in total 12 orchestral songs exist, and a similar number of songs for voice and piano.

Two frivolous bonuses.

Bonus 1, the association to Tom Lehrer’s song “Alma”, about Alma Schindler Mahler Gropius Werfel (posting on this blog here).

Bonus 2, Lenny Bernstein as a gorgeous young man, fully aware of his physical appeal. Many photos, including this shirtless one (in the green room at Carnegie Hall in 1951, with his sister Shirley):

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(Bernstein’s friends generally agreed that he was simply gay, and entirely comfortable with his sexuality. He also married and had children. Lives are often complex.)


Le calendrier des agriculteurs

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(About art photography and men’s bodies.)

With an alert from Michael Palmer on Facebook, the latest of Fred Goudon’s calendars:

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Reported in “French Farmers Pose For Hot 2017 Calendar, And Everything Is Going To Be Fine Next Year” on 12/1 by James Gould-Bourn on the boredpanda site. Gould-Bourn’s lead:

Remember the smoking hot fireman calendar by French fashion photographer Fred Goudon? Well, now he’s back with an even hotter calendar featuring a bunch of semi-naked French farmers posing with livestock. Because why not, right?

My report on Goudon’s Les Pompiers calendar appears in a 2/22/15 posting “Calendrical hunks”, with a fireman in #2, material on Goudon and his male art, and more of his photos in #4-6.

One more young hunky farmer-type:

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(Yes, those aren’t workingmen’s muscles, but that shouldn’t be allowed to spoil the fantasy.)

This would be a good time to alert readers to the “Male art” Page on this blog, about my collection of books on male art, seen here some time ago (right after I got them into order after having them lying in piles all over my bedroom):

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The collection was enriched a few days ago by importing a number of books that had been living at my Staunton Ct. condo.

On the Page:

Male art / queer art / homosexuality in art (with an emphasis on photography).

There’s no attempt here to distinguish porn from “fine art”. Or to restrict the list to depictions of men — a restriction that would eliminate, for instance, Mapplethorpe [with his photos of women and flowers as well as men].

This is not a bibliography, but a shelf list of items in my collection in December 2016. Some items from the collection have become unavailable for one reason or another; their entries are enclosed in square brackets.

My original idea was to offer the books for sale (many of them were quite expensive, and I’m strapped for money), but I was daunted by the complexities of such sales, and, as Kim Darnell pointed out to me, for the moment I have space for them and I can still get pleasure from them, so why not keep them.

If you actually want to get to postings of mine on male art, there are two routes: use the Category “Male art” (though I see that I’ve not been very good about using this Category label), or (by far the superior route) check out my Page on Art postings, on which art with significant homoerotic content is labeled MALE; that includes all sorts of art I’ve posted about, not just the material in my book collection.


Mac Daddy Santa

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Exciting interest in the Twitterverse at the moment, this holiday tweet from Tiger Woods (the real Tiger Woods) yesterday:

Xmas tradition that my kids love. Mac Daddy Santa is back! –TW

A lot of people seem to be distressed by the display of his nipples (too sexualized); some by his apparently adopting the persona of a pimp, and a black pimp at that (Woods is famously multiracial); some by his displaying his body at all at his age (Woods is about to be 41).

On mack in GDoS, which notes it as a short form of much older slang mackeral:

(also mac, maq, maque) [early 15C-mid-17C SE mackeral a pimp, pander or procuress ult. Fr. maquereau a pimp … 1 (US Und.) a pimp [1st cite from 1908] …

Then, from this, mack daddy (also mac daddy):

1 (US black) a successful pimp or criminal [from 1959 on] [the Great MacDaddy, protagonist of an African-American rhyme of the 1950s]   3 (US black) an important, influential black man, a power in the community, a very successful or skilful man [from 1993 on]   4 (US black) a handsome, virile man [1st in 1997-2001 Online Slang Dict.]   5 (US campus) anything or anybody that is considered the best (Eble 1995)

The sense development depends on the black pimp as a figure of power and significance. But even as the expression has been extended to non-sexual contexts (while preserving its strong positive evaluation) and then out of black communities into wider usage, a whiff of prostitution and the exploitation and abuse of women still clings to it, all the more since the older usage is still going strong, as in the Urban Dictionary’s top-ranked definition for mac daddy:

The pimp-meister, the king of the streetwalkers, possessor of the blingest of bling-bling. The mac daddy is the man who means everything (and the only man who really means anything) to his ladies of the night. [by hux 5/22/03]

So I would be very cautious about adopting the mac daddy persona (complete with black sunglasses, ostentatious watch, and black ballcap) for fun. Yes, the kids probably don’t get the pimp connection, seeing their father in costume merely as portraying a strong black man, worthy of respect (and they don’t know the history and social context of mac daddy). But readers of TW’s tweet are not so innocent and might well be disturbed by the image.

Now for something completely different, and (I think) genuinely lighthearted: a small San Francisco restaurant (1453 18th St., on Potrero Hill) named Mac Daddy, because its specialties are “playful mac ‘n’ cheese combos, salads & American sides”. Part of a trend in restaurants turning comfort food into exquisite upscale specialities. I mean, like truffle mac ‘n’ cheese.


Asian male muscle in fantasyland

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(Male bodies and elaborate photographic fantasies, to inaugurate 2017, which is, by the way, a prime number.)

From my correspondent RJP, a link to the work of the Skiinmode studio (supplying Asian male muscle posed in complex fantasy scenes) on Tumblr. (The material is available on a number of sites, especially on Tumblr and Instagram.)

Men of several nationalities and body types (all with pleasing muscles and most in cocktease poses), in fanciful settings, sometimes appearing as complex imaginary creatures.

(The Asia of this material seems to start in Southeast Asia and go on east from there.)

Four examples, from a great many available on the web:

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Poplar Mechanics

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Today’s Bizarro, with a parody of the magazine Popular Mechanics:

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The parody is something of a cross between Popular Mechanics and Men’s Health:

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Longer, Thinner Branches in 10 days!

From Wikipedia:

Popular Mechanics is a classic magazine of popular technology. First published January 11, 1902, by Henry Haven Windsor, it has been owned since 1958 by Hearst. There are nine international editions

Popular Mechanics features regular sections on automotive, home, outdoors, science, and technology topics. A recurring column is “Jay Leno’s Garage” featuring observations by the famed late-night talk show host and vehicle enthusiast.

Meanwhile, Men’s Health doles out roughly equal portions of sex and fitness. The sex part is framed as directed at straight guys, but the magazine is also transparently gay soft porn.



Geometric Joe

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The most recent Daily Jocks ad, with a caption sexual fantasy from me:

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You can buy him,
One trick a month – the
Standard hour, providing
Whatever you need –
And with a rock-bottom
Starter price of $10, the

Catch is that the price
Doubles every month. On
Month six his hour costs you a
Steep $320, but he’s
Worth it, though when the
Annual contract

Runs out in
Month 12,
You’ll be getting
$40,960 sex —
Better be
Best there is.

That’s the fantasy. Then there’s the real world, in which I tried to identify the model in #1.

At first it was a familiar story. Endless Pinterest postings (not attributed in any way) of this photo:

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(variously tagged as sexy man, beautiful body, tattoos, and even cute gay guy (almost surely a comment on the poster’s sexuality, rather than the model’s). I’m not especially a fan of extreme rippedness or of tats, but in this case I could admire both, as products of thought and hard work.

The model in #2 is presented as an object, with an impassive face and no engagement of the viewer, while in #1 is gazing intently into the viewer’s eyes, giving off the homoerotic aura of high-end underwear models in general: you can do me / you can be me.

Then I searched on the main tat message, “Would life have gotten better” (suggesting the continuation “if (only) I had …”). Here I hit image gold almost immediately, though the intention of the tat’s message never got clarified. From the Bang + Strike company’s site on the model:

Richard Rocco [Richie Amerigo Rocco III] grew up in Los Angeles [in a gritty barrio] and joined the United States Marine Corps in 2002.

When he was badly wounded in action, in Iraq, Richard’s perseverance and desire motivated him to push through physical therapy and within a year he was back in the gym. He now competes in professional power lifting competitions and has dedicated his life to health and fitness for over 10 years. Truly inspirational, especially from a man who literally broke his back.

Richard can be seen modelling for underwear brands such as Calvin Klein and Pump! [as above]

Here he is in a steamy triptych for Pump!, his body displayed like sculpture of almost unreal perfection:

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(Panel 3 is a literally ballsy shot.) All three panels are physically intense and aggressive; his aggression can be read as comptitiveness or as sexual domination, depending on the viewer’s inclinations.

Upscale underwear models and the companies they work for are perfectly aware of the homoerotic tones in their ads, and most models are happy to cater to the desires of fags like me, whatever their sexuality in real life. Here’s Rocco enthusiastically crossing the line into cock-teasing pitsntits homoeroticism:

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This is from a feature in DNA Magazine (Australian publication targeting gay men) “Rick Day Presents Richard Rocco” of 5/16/13, with this swooning copy:

Tattooed hottie Richard Rocco makes his DNA debut in these shots by Rick Day. We find all kinds of men hot and we know that there are many guys out there who are into dudes with tats. In addition to his body art, we think Richard has a totally hot bod.

Hey, I’m swooning too.

In my 3/7/13 posting “Cock tease”, there’s a section on male photographer Rick Day, who favors highy masculine models, focusing on their musculature, their faces, their butts, and, every so often, their cocks flagrantly displayed.


Another tv hunk

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(Another posting in a long series. Very little about language in this.)

Cut to the chase, Brandon Quinn as Gabe Duncroft in the tv series The Fosters:

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A handsome man with a beautiful physique, very fit but not flagrantly ripped.

On the actor, from Wikipedia:

Brandon Quinn (born Brandon Quinn Swierenga October 7, 1977, in Aurora, Colorado) is a television and film actor. He started his career in 1998 as Charles Murphy in the film Express: Aisle to Glory.

He has acted in other TV series and films such as Chicken Soup for the Soul, The Nightmare Room, Big Wolf on Campus, What I Like About You, CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Malachance, and Charmed.

On the series, from Wikipedia:

The Fosters is an American family drama television series created by Peter Paige and Bradley Bredeweg for ABC Family (renamed Freeform channel). It follows the lives of the title Foster family led by lesbian couple Stef and Lena, a cop and a school vice-principal respectively, who raise a multi-ethnic blended family that consists of one biological and four adopted children in San Diego, California.

The core cast:

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The family is named Foster, and they’re into fostering and adopting kids. A complex web of relationships here, involving the kids and an assortment of their biological families, among which is the character Gabe Duncroft, the biological father of one of the kids, a man of almost inarticulate high masculinity.


Chocolates for Valentine’s Day

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(Very little of linguistic interest, beyond a penis joke in Spanish and a note on grammatical gender. Otherwise, it’s the massive Latino musclehunk “The Marvel” on display.)

From my regular correspondent RJP this morning, a (broken) link to a Facebook video by The Marvel (posting as maravilla3x). I persevered and found a working Facebook link, which FB seems now to have taken down as too racy: it shows a naked Marvel sitting up in bed humping a big heart-shaped box of Valentine’s chocolates, then taking the cover off and eating chocolates from the box while revving up the tempo and intensity of his pelvic thrusts towards climax (at which point the tease is cut off). However, The Marvel has resourcefully put the video on YouTube, and you can watch it there.

A still from the video, close to the cut-off point:

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The caption (I translate from the Spanish): “Who wants chocolates? Your Valentine’s present.”

Some things to note: the truly gigantic upper arms; the shaved armpits, the big-assed tattoos.

That degree of muscle development, like a really big dick, is out of my personal arousal zone and into the zone of abstract size awe: something remarkable to observe, but not something I’m interested in engaging with carnally. (Yes, I understand that many other fags find The Marvel’s body deeply, deeply moving.)

The shaved armpits just mark him as a bodybuilder; on his FB page he identifies himself as an “NYC Fitness Model”, and the videos and photos there include a fair number of him doing weight training (but also a huge number of flagrantly sexual displays, aimed at women but surely snaring an audience of admiring gay men as well; in interviews, the man says he’s straight but welcomes followers of all kinds). As for the armpit hair, I’m really into that and miss it in serious bodybuilders.

The ornate, intense tattoos will be better visible in photos to come.

On the Marvel’s FB page we learn that his real name is Franyely Lora, born 9/3/93, and that he began to take an interest in music at an early age and had a talent for it. On the evidence of the photos, he seems to be a keyboardist.

Linguistic note: Maravilla is a fairly common Hispanic surname (I have friends with this name). But Spanish is a language with grammatical gender, and the noun maravilla ‘marvel, wonder’ is of fem. gender grammatically, even when it’s used to refer to a man. That’s why The Marvel is (in Spanish) La Maravilla (with the fem.sg. definite article la rather than the masc.sg. el).

(He could have chosen the pseudonym El Maravilloso ‘the marvelous (one) [masc.]’, but maybe he though that was just too long, or that nouns are somehow “stronger” than adjectives.)

More images of La Maravilla, two from a huge number in which the man is posed as an underwear model. “Buenos Dias”, with his morning coffee, in a minimal brief:

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And “Buenas Tardes”, with an afternoon moose-knuckle (also showing off his pecs and abs):

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A sex-play bonus on his FB page:

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The main part of the title, up to the last word, I would translate roughly as ‘What your (female) friend needs, to calm that pelvic heat’ (calor pélvico is an entertainingly roundabout way of referring to female arousal). Now that last word might remind you of English penicillin (the drug), but the name of the drug in Spanish is penicilina, while the last word in the title is pretty clearly pene ‘penis’ plus some diminutive derivational material: what the woman needs for the fire in her genitals is a dick (and here’s a toy one). Well, that’s how I read it.

Meanwhile, enjoy those Valentine chocolates.


Playing for laughs

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… or, playing over the top, and in fact doing this knowingly while winking at the audience, so that you might want to say: camping it up. I refer to the Netflix version of A Series of Unfortunate Events, in which Neil Patrick Harris (NPH) plays the villain for laughs, while Patrick Warburton plays the author-narrator, Lemony Snicket, ditto, and a bunch of others — notably Joan Cusack, K. Todd Freeman, and Alfre Woodard — join them.

NPH in character:

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And Warburton in character, at the beach with the three Baudelaire children:

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(Those are bathing machines and a rickety trolley in the background.)

From Wikipedia on the series:

Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events, or simply A Series of Unfortunate Events, is an American black comedy dramedy television series from Netflix, and developed by Mark Hudis and Barry Sonnenfeld, based on the children’s novel series of the same name by Lemony Snicket. It stars Neil Patrick Harris, Patrick Warburton, Malina Weissman, Louis Hynes, K. Todd Freeman and Presley Smith, and premiered on January 13, 2017.

and on the author:

Lemony Snicket is the pen name of American novelist Daniel Handler (born February 28, 1970). Snicket is the author of several children’s books, also serving as the narrator of A Series of Unfortunate Events (his best-known work) and a character within it and All the Wrong Questions. Because of this, the name “Lemony Snicket” may refer to either the fictional character or the real person.

Now, the genre of the series and the books on which it’s based: they are firmly in the genre I’ll call fantasy comedy, manifested in performances of many types: Punch and Judy shows, animated cartoons like Rocky and Bullwinkle (squirrel and moose beset by comically incompetent villains Boris and Natasha), Joan Aiken’s alternative-history comedy-adventure novels for children (The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, etc.), James Thurber’s book The Thirteen Clocks, the movie The Princess Bride. The protagonists tend to be absurdly innocent, the villains thoroughly wicked, the settings fantastical rather than realistic, the plot lines full of bizarre twists and turns (like Zippy the Pinhead comic strips, but with villains). Many of these performances wink at the audience, and characters often address the audience.

Series has a fantastical setting; look back at #2. The characters are cardboard figures played for laughs: the Baudelaire children are preposterously earnest, good, and plucky; the other characters are absurdly good (Cusack’s judge character), sweet but deranged (Woodard’s character, the children’s Aunt Jusephine, who’s a nut about grammatical correctness, by which she mostly means spelling and word choice), bizarrely clueless (for example, failing to recognize the NPH character, Count Olaf, in his ridiculously transparent disguises), thoroughly evil, or deeply corrupt. And Warburton’s character does nothing but address the audience, owlishly warning us about the dire events about to unfold and telling us that we should avert our eyes, look away, thus pulling us into the guilty pleasures of the show. (I’d like to point out that there’s a lot you can do with adverbs.)

Digression on comedy genres. Fantasy comedy contrasts with two other comedy genres (though, as always, the lines between genres are not crisp): what I’ll call light comedy and black comedy. These are relevant because NPH is also celebrated for his work in a sitcom (a subtype of light comedy), How I Met Your Mother, and so is Warburton (in Rules of Engagement), while Cusack is celebrated for her work in a black comedy (Shameless). (Warburton and Cusack are both specialists in comic acting, of several types — they do almost nothing else — while Freeman and Woodard are acting generalists.)

Light comedy includes sitcoms (on tv) and romantic comedy (in the movies) as well as comic novels and short stories that are realistic in both setting and character; black comedy, the comedy counterpart to dramas like Breaking Bad, manages to be both funny and horrifying at once, again in realistic settings and with characters that have identifiably human characteristics the audience can sympathize with, but also with disastrous flaws.

The black comedy Shameless has a realistic setting, a white working-class neighborhood of South Chicago, complete with the El. Its preposterous characters are nevertheless played straight, and with no winking at the audience. All the characters are seriously flawed, but all have some redeeming qualities that allow you to sometimes identify with them: even the frighteningly narcissistic, irresponsible, alcoholic and drug-addled central character Frank (William H. Macy in an extraordinary performance) has a sweet love affair – with a woman close to dying from cancer, who then commits suicide. Fantasy comedy, either meant for children or affecting a child-like view of the world, steers clear of sexual connections, while Shameless is dramatically high in carnality: the characters fuck like bonobos, almost reflexively, out of ungovernable desire and, apparently, as a way to relieve tension; there’s also plenty of same-sex butt-fucking and muff-diving; and even the baby Liam compusively masturbates.

In Series, Warburton’s character and the theme song keep telling us to look away, look away, knowing that that will make us watch. But watching Shameless, you often do want to avert your eyes, because, out of sympathy with the characters, you wish you could pull them away from the disastrous things they are about to do.

The five featured actors. NPH, Warburton, Cusack, Freeman, and Woodard.

NPH (appearing as Count Olaf in #1) is an old acquaintance on this blog, seen most recently in the posting “Annals of adorable” (with his husband, David Burtka) on the 10th. Earlier, onstage in his underwear (and nothing else), in the 2/23/15 posting “From the Oscar watch”.

On the sitcom How I Met Your Mother, from Wikipedia:

How I Met Your Mother … is an American sitcom that originally aired on CBS from September 19, 2005 to March 31, 2014. The series follows the main character, Ted Mosby, and his group of friends in Manhattan. As a framing device, Ted, in the year 2030, recounts to his son and daughter the events that led him to meeting their mother.

… Neil Patrick Harris as Barney Stinson is a serial playboy, using his relative wealth and an array of outrageous strategies to seduce women for sex with no intention of engaging in a relationship. His catchphrases include ‘Suit Up’ and ‘Legend-wait-for-it-Dary’. He is Ted’s “bro,” often jealous of Marshall for having known Ted since college. Due to his father leaving him as a young child, Barney has abandonment issues and clings to his friends. He marries Robin in the series finale but they divorce after 3 years. In 2020, after a failed one night stand, he has a daughter named Ellie.

On Warburton, from Wikipedia:

Patrick John Warburton (born November 14, 1964) is an American actor and voice actor. In television, he is known for playing David Puddy on Seinfeld, the title role on The Tick [a superhero parody], Jeb Denton on Less Than Perfect, Jeff Bingham on Rules of Engagement and Lemony Snicket on A Series of Unfortunate Events.

And on the plot of the sitcom Rules of Engagement:

Two couples and their single friend deal with the complications of dating, commitment and marriage. It looks at different relationships in various stages, starring Patrick Warburton and Megyn Price as a long-married couple, Oliver Hudson and Bianca Kajlich as newly engaged sweethearts, and David Spade and Adhir Kalyan (the latter added in season 3) as their still-single friends. They often gather to enjoy a meal and discuss their issues at “The Island Diner”. (Wikipedia link)

The Warburton and Price characters are constantly negotiating having sex, which brings us many shots of a shirtless Warburton, as here:

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Warburton is a solid, beefy bear of a man, with a “natural”, rather than gym-boy, physique (note the hint of love handles). In Series, he always appears fully clothed, almost always in a dark business suit (as in #2). And in that show (and in some others) his tone is always wry, and even if you can’t see it, one eyebrow is raised.

Digression on camping it up. In a 12/3/16 posting “Camping it up”, I wrote about a Steam Room Stories episode, the expression camping it up (in the episode, camping it up is used as an in-group marker, for use by gay men with gay men, as a kind of bonding ritual), and the British actor Julian Clary (who camps it up a lot, rather sweetly, in public).

Series plays it for laughs, plays it over the top, to the point of camping it up, thus casting a gay lavender light over everything and disposing you to think that the male characters might be gay.

On the idiom play for laughs, from the TV Tropes website:

If something is played for laughs, it means it is being used with the intention to be comedic. It is often a parody of the instances where said device or trope is used seriously.

On the idiom over the top from NOAD2:

informal to an excessive or exaggerated degree, in particular so as to go beyond reasonable or acceptable limits: his reactions had been a bit over the top.

And then some relevant entries from GDoS:

noun camp: (also campery, campiness, camping) flamboyance, overt exhibitionism; usu. but not invariably applied to homosexuals [first cite 1932, from Scarlet Pansy]

verb camp to act ostentatiously and outrageously in a homosexual manner, although by no means restricted – verbally or physcally – to the gay world [first cite 1910]

verb camp about (also camp around, camp it up): of a man, to act in a deliberate and exaggeratedly effeminate manner; used of effeminate male homosexuals and those who, maliciously or otherwise, are attempting to mimic them [first cite 1962]

adjective campy: ostentatious, affected, effeminate [first cite 1932, Scarlet Pansy again]

All of this vocabulary can be used to refer to merely extravagant, exhibitionistic, or outrageous behavior, but a connotation of effeminacy, or merely gayness, persists. That connotation colors our view of all the male characters in the campy Series, even Warburton’s character, thanks to his slyness.

More to come on this theme in a little while. Meanwhile, back to the featured actors.

On Cusack, from Wikipedia:

Joan Cusack (… born October 11, 1962), is an American actress. She received Academy Award nominations for Best Supporting Actress for her roles in the romantic comedy-drama Working Girl (1988) and the romantic comedy In & Out (1997)

… Cusack was a cast member on the sketch comedy show Saturday Night Live from 1985 to 1986. She starred on the Showtime hit drama/comedy Shameless as Sheila Gallagher (née Jackson), a role for which she has received five consecutive Emmy Award nominations, winning for the first time in 2015. She is the sister of actors Ann and John Cusack.

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Cusack’s characters are almost always highly strung (as in Series). In Shameless, her character Sheila is beyond highly strung, into out-of-control, even deranged, territory: she’s cripplingly agoraphobic, compulsively orderly, hypersexual, and sexually kinky.

On Freeman, from Wikipedia:

Kenneth Todd Freeman (born July 9, 1965) is an American actor in theatre, television, and film.

… Freeman has been an ensemble member of the Steppenwolf Theatre Company in Chicago, Illinois since 1993 [and has appeared on stage in Wicked and Airline Highway].

… He has also had supporting roles in various films such as Grosse Pointe Blank (1997), The Cider House Rules (1999), and The Dark Knight (2008). On television, he is perhaps best known for his recurring role on Buffy the Vampire Slayer as “Mr. Trick”.

The character’s Buffyverse Wiki identifies him as a young vampire and the leading minion of Kakistos and, later, Sunnydale’s Mayor Richard Wilkins, adding that:

Unlike his ancient master [Kakistos], Mr. Trick was a modernist technophile at heart. He considered time-honored customs like hunting outdated, enjoying the amenities of modern occidental life, such as fast food employees, [and] pizza delivery boys

A definitely campy character.

The actor in a nice p.r. photo:

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In Series, Freeman plays Arthur Poe, the Baudelaire parents’ family banker, in charge of placing the children in the care of a suitable guardian; he’s generally venal, but sometimes merely deluded.

On the amazing (and astonishingly hard-working) Woodard, from Wikipedia:

Alfre Woodard (born November 8, 1952) is an American film, stage, and television actress, producer, and political activist. Woodard has been named one of the most versatile and accomplished actors of her generation.

Woodard began her acting career in theater. After her breakthrough role in the Off-Broadway play For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf (1977), she made her film debut in Remember My Name (1978). In 1983, she won major critical praise … for her role in Cross Creek. In the same year, Woodard won her first Primetime Emmy Award for her performance in the NBC drama series Hill Street Blues. Later in the 1980s, Woodard had leading Emmy Award-nominated performances in a number of made for television movies, and another Emmy-winning role as a woman dying of leukemia in the pilot episode of L.A. Law. She also starred as Dr. Roxanne Turner in the NBC medical drama St. Elsewhere

And that just gets her up to 1990; there’s a lot more. A nice p.r. photo of her:

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In Series, her Aunt Josephine is deranged (but sweet) and generally over the top.

Back to campiness. As I said above, the decidedly campy tone of Series tends to cast a lavender light on all the male characters. And then, by extension, on the actors who play those characters. On every evidence, Warburton is uncomplicatedly straight, while NPH is openly, even celebratorily, gay — but his natural presentation of self is as normatively masculine, not at all campy. (He can of course do campy; he’s a versatile, accomplished actor. And in Series, he does one episode in drag.)

That leaves Freeman, who’s an intriguing cipher. Freeman has taken several gay parts (not especially common for black actors), he’s never been married, and none of the sources about him say a word about his private life — indicators which, taken together, would suggest that he’s a closeted gay man. Staying in the closet wouldn’t be at all surprising for a black male actor: being out would risk career suicide for a black man, so the the number of out black male actors is ridiculously small.

Another, simpler case: the hard-working black actor Ron Glass, who had two standout roles in his long life in acting, until he died at age 71 late last year. From Wikipedia:

Ronald Earle “Ron” Glass (July 10, 1945 – November 25, 2016) was an American actor. He was known for his roles as literary Det. Ron Harris in the television sitcom Barney Miller (1975–1982), and as the spiritual Shepherd Derrial Book in the 2002 science fiction series Firefly and its sequel film Serenity.

His character Harris was impeccably dressed, intellectual, precise, even prissy — one “type” of gay man —  and he pinged my gaydar 40 years ago in Barney Miller (and then again much more recently in Firefly). Glass as Harris:

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The actor was, by all accounts, charming and funny, and his homosexuality was an open secret in Hollywood for many decades (though he never came out). He frequented gay places in West Hollywood and apparently had an affair with actor Tony Geary from General Hospital, during which they often appeared together in public as a couple. He’s also said to have been rather effeminate and sometimes sweetly campy. Most of the people he worked with must have known he was gay, but still he seems to have thought that his career would have been threatened by his coming out. And maybe he was right.


This weekend’s tv hunk

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… hails from New Zealand. Pana Hema Taylor (or Hema-Taylor), who I recently watched in the first season of the New Zealand detective series The Brokenwood Mysteries, in which he plays Jared Morehu. The man in a p.r. head shot:

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Hema Taylor has a sturdy physique, a powerful but attractive face, and a strong physical presence – definitely a hunk.

On the show,  from Wikipedia:

The Brokenwood Mysteries is a New Zealand detective drama television series that premiered on Prime in 2014. The program is set in a fictitious New Zealand town of Brokenwood and was filmed in the greater Auckland region.

Synopsis: Detective Inspector Mike Shepherd [Neill Rea] is sent from Auckland to Brokenwood to assist the local police with a possible murder investigation. Brokenwood is a seemingly quiet country town, where Shepherd, who has an unconventional approach to his task, works with local Detective Constable Kristin Sims [Fern Sutherland], who is precise and efficient at her job, to solve murder mysteries. As the series progresses the working relationship between the two moves from rocky to functional as the two get to appreciate each other’s talents. [Sims is the imperturble one, Shepherd the volatile one.]

… Pana Hema Taylor [plays] Jared Morehu, Mike’s Maori neighbor. As a local who has many friends and interests, he often finds himself involved in the murder investigations.

And on the actor, from a Wikipedia article that refers to him by his first name throughout:

Pana [Lawrence] Hema Taylor (born 1989) is a New Zealand television actor of Māori heritage, best known for his roles in Spartacus, The Brokenwood Mysteries [as Jared] and Westside.

Pana was first seen on TV in 2007 on the Māori language educational series Whanau. He has since worked on various New Zealand feature films including Boy and Kawa. Pana is best known for his work in the Starz television series Spartacus: Vengeance and Spartacus: War of the Damned, playing the role of the Syrian rebel Nasir. In 2014 he was cast as Mana in the New Zealand action film The Dead Lands.

He is currently starring as Jared in The Brokenwood Mysteries and as Bert in Westside.

A (mostly) shirtless shot of Hema Taylor in costume in Spartacus:

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In Brokenwood, his character Jared is a strongly masculine strongly working-class character, quite amiable (easy-going, with a ready smile and a wide circle of friends), able in many ways (some of them surprising: in the second episode he turns out to be a talented wine-taster). A pleasure to watch. (And listen for the Kiwi vowels.)


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