Just lately I have been enjoying the many fine films of Mexican actor, Gael Garcia Bernal. Not only because he is an excellent actor who’s not afraid to take on a risky, controversial role, but because he is insanely gorgeous and gets naked in many of his movies. I love him. I just watched Amores Perros on IFC last week and despite the horrific dog fighting scenes, and the fact that it’s not exactly what I’d call a “feel good” film, I’d watch it again in two seconds just to see Garcia Bernal’s character, Octavio get it on with his teenage sister-in-law. What a hottie!
A Hard Days Night was on the IFC last night (Paul McCartney in 1964 = Cutest Boy Ever) and I’m glad I forgot to switch channels once The Beatles were done looking fucking hot and making the little girls scream, because the film that came on right after turned out to be one of the best documentaries I’ve ever seen – and anyone who’s seen my Netflix queue can tell you that documentaries are my jam. The film is called The Bridge and it documents a year in the life of San Francisco’s marvelous Golden Gate Bridge as told by families and friends of those who’ve committed suicide by jumping from it. It was amazing. Read what users of the IMDB are saying about The Bridgeright here. You should add it to your Netflix Queue right now.
