Droolfest aka the Celebs You'd Do List
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Thanks to
parlance, in the name of shallowness I present my droolfest list:
1) Clive Owen

Just look at that pose. He absolutely reminds me of that strange, quiet loner in school -- the one no one knew much about, but knew enough to keep on his good side. How can his eyes manage to portray such intensity, such slow burning desire without anyone within 5 mile radius melting in a pool of goo? And to think I was first impressed by his spots in the BMW shorts The Hire. Although the show Second Sight is a marvel, my favourite Clive work remains Croupier.
2) Damian Lewis

One night I was flipping through the channels and came across another boring Masterpiece Theatre season. Or so I thought, until this smirking actor appeared and stole my attention. As the pathologically controlling aristo-dickhead Soames Forsyte in the Forsyte Saga, Lewis spent plenty of screentime pouring scorn on others with nothing more than a haughty stare and perhaps stern pursed lips. Brilliant. Lewis can also be seen in Band of Brothers and the NBC show Life. The latter is unbearably boring, and not hearing Lewis's native accent makes me sad. Sorry, not doing it at all. Ah well, enjoy Lewis as an insufferable Benedick in a recent BBC adaptation of Much Ado About Nothing (check out the beard!):
3) Toby Stephens
Who remembers the Bond film Die Another Day? No? Here we go:
Another actor with a fantastic smirk. He sure did plenty of teeth-baring in this film. Not to worry, he also plays the bastard with less amount of toothy glint in the BBC's Jane Eyre miniseries. Dark, moody, and heart-breakingly handsome as Mr Rochester, he just about made me completely forget Mr Darcy from Pride And Prejudice. And though there is strictly no sex in the episodes, you'd be surprised how downright erotic the scenes between Jane and Rochester are. Serious, at one point during a heavy snogging session I thought he'd just about inhale the poor thing. The man is sex.

4) Gerard Butler

Once upon a time there was a show that united my college dorm hallmates. The fact that the show was on PBS and a British import made it even more remarkable. It started with me and the roomie watching PBS to catch the show Coupling (the British version of Friends, and vastly superior IMO). Coupling never aired on that PBS station, but we did catch The Jury instead. The show spotlights the lives and tribulations of the jurors of a high-profile case where a young Sikh teenager is charged with the murder of his classmate. Butler played a recovering alcoholic who nearly relapses when he falls in love with a fellow juror who is married to an abusive man. As word spread of how much we were enjoying the series (evidenced by our cries of 'you cow!' to Butler's love interest), people started dropping by and eventually joining us. Incidentally, the series never clarified whether the teenager was guilty or not, and the arguments for both sides raged on for many days in the dorm.
So long story short, Butler's woobie moments were what turned us on. He's so good at that, isn't he? 300 did nothing for me -- all I kept thinking was of the body waxing he'd endured. Phantom of the Opera is the king of all woobies, and that film was rather boring though not his fault. I'd rather recommend Dear Frankie as the better Butler movie by far. He's gruff, yet touching too in a movie that could have dissolved into mawkish fluff.
Honorary mentions?
- Colin Farrell! Love him to bits, but really felt down after watching that train wreck of a movie, Alexander.
- James Marsden, or as I still call him, Marsbars. I thought his character had a lot of potential in Superman Returns, but I guess they just needed to stick him as the poor sap stuck with someone else's kid. Tch.
- And who wants to see the face I make when Sal mentions the words David Duchovny and teacup? Don't ask.
- My last pick would have to be Paul Newman. C'mon! No brainer, right? Especially as I just discovered artist Gil Kane based the character Hal Jordan's likeness on a young Newman. Phwoar, explains a lot.
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1) Clive Owen
Just look at that pose. He absolutely reminds me of that strange, quiet loner in school -- the one no one knew much about, but knew enough to keep on his good side. How can his eyes manage to portray such intensity, such slow burning desire without anyone within 5 mile radius melting in a pool of goo? And to think I was first impressed by his spots in the BMW shorts The Hire. Although the show Second Sight is a marvel, my favourite Clive work remains Croupier.
2) Damian Lewis
One night I was flipping through the channels and came across another boring Masterpiece Theatre season. Or so I thought, until this smirking actor appeared and stole my attention. As the pathologically controlling aristo-dickhead Soames Forsyte in the Forsyte Saga, Lewis spent plenty of screentime pouring scorn on others with nothing more than a haughty stare and perhaps stern pursed lips. Brilliant. Lewis can also be seen in Band of Brothers and the NBC show Life. The latter is unbearably boring, and not hearing Lewis's native accent makes me sad. Sorry, not doing it at all. Ah well, enjoy Lewis as an insufferable Benedick in a recent BBC adaptation of Much Ado About Nothing (check out the beard!):
3) Toby Stephens
Who remembers the Bond film Die Another Day? No? Here we go:
Another actor with a fantastic smirk. He sure did plenty of teeth-baring in this film. Not to worry, he also plays the bastard with less amount of toothy glint in the BBC's Jane Eyre miniseries. Dark, moody, and heart-breakingly handsome as Mr Rochester, he just about made me completely forget Mr Darcy from Pride And Prejudice. And though there is strictly no sex in the episodes, you'd be surprised how downright erotic the scenes between Jane and Rochester are. Serious, at one point during a heavy snogging session I thought he'd just about inhale the poor thing. The man is sex.
4) Gerard Butler
Once upon a time there was a show that united my college dorm hallmates. The fact that the show was on PBS and a British import made it even more remarkable. It started with me and the roomie watching PBS to catch the show Coupling (the British version of Friends, and vastly superior IMO). Coupling never aired on that PBS station, but we did catch The Jury instead. The show spotlights the lives and tribulations of the jurors of a high-profile case where a young Sikh teenager is charged with the murder of his classmate. Butler played a recovering alcoholic who nearly relapses when he falls in love with a fellow juror who is married to an abusive man. As word spread of how much we were enjoying the series (evidenced by our cries of 'you cow!' to Butler's love interest), people started dropping by and eventually joining us. Incidentally, the series never clarified whether the teenager was guilty or not, and the arguments for both sides raged on for many days in the dorm.
So long story short, Butler's woobie moments were what turned us on. He's so good at that, isn't he? 300 did nothing for me -- all I kept thinking was of the body waxing he'd endured. Phantom of the Opera is the king of all woobies, and that film was rather boring though not his fault. I'd rather recommend Dear Frankie as the better Butler movie by far. He's gruff, yet touching too in a movie that could have dissolved into mawkish fluff.
Honorary mentions?
- Colin Farrell! Love him to bits, but really felt down after watching that train wreck of a movie, Alexander.
- James Marsden, or as I still call him, Marsbars. I thought his character had a lot of potential in Superman Returns, but I guess they just needed to stick him as the poor sap stuck with someone else's kid. Tch.
- And who wants to see the face I make when Sal mentions the words David Duchovny and teacup? Don't ask.
- My last pick would have to be Paul Newman. C'mon! No brainer, right? Especially as I just discovered artist Gil Kane based the character Hal Jordan's likeness on a young Newman. Phwoar, explains a lot.
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