Showing posts with label stac's sexual obsessions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stac's sexual obsessions. Show all posts

Saturday, March 21, 2009

New Addition to the Mad Men I'd Kinda Like to Wrassle Nekkid With!

Halloy Halloy!

Let it be know that I, Stac, have finally A: completed my finals for the quarter, thank you Holy God, and B: seen Repo: The Genetic Opera.

I really enjoyed this movie, and loved the soundtrack. And the costuming. Holy cow, the costuming was AWESOME. Sarah Brightman got the lion's share of the neat wardrobe, including her awesome holographic eyes. I think she was given that role because her face in real life is about forty-five percent eyeball.

But what did I love the most? This guy:



The grave robber, our de facto narrator (and drug dealer, and pimp). He's played by the guy who wrote Repo as a play, the screen play, and composed the music.

He's also smoking hot, and I have no real idea why. Traditionally I am attracted to neither druggies or man whores, but DAYAM am I ever here.

Is it his hair? His gloves? Maybe his coat? Or is it his cynical world view and refusal to justify his his actions?

I think it was his coat, really.