All Fass and Smiles

This the kind of s--- that makes me happy.

I mean, does it get better than seeing a pic of Michael Fassbender smiling on set, which this time around finds him in London, for his new movie, The Counselor?

The Fass is a good thing.

Photo: People.com.

Just Because, Pt. 81

How did I ever miss this photo of Michael Fassbender?

Evidently, it was part of a session the Fass did for Obsession magazine.

A little lower next time, guy.

Photo: SocialiteLife.com.

The Assassin (I’d Let Him Get Me)

Michael Fassbender is gonna kill it.

The man of everyone’s dreams is going to star in and co-produce a feature adaptation of the Assassin’s Creed videogame.

OMGwyneth, hot and kinda nerdy? Swoon!

The movie will follow the story of a seemingly regular dude (who is so hot it should be gosh darn illegal) who finds out that he comes from a long line of Assassins, a brotherhood known for the hooded cloaks they wear and their sworn battle against the nefarious Knights Templar.

Now, the project doesn’t have a writer or a director in place yet, but if they need a dresser for the Fass he should just call me (no, not maybe – he should just pick up the phone and give into it).

Photo: FanPop.com.

The Fass Is a Killer of Fantasies

As if there was any doubt, Michael Fassbender is very much straight – and happily dating.

Urgh!

The actor has come out and confirmed that he is, indeed, dating his Shame co-star Nicole Beharie (what...a lucky witch with a B!), telling the latest GQ that the relationship is taking a bit of effort because she’s based in New York and he lives in England.

Boo-friggin’-hoo – make the switch and I’ll be on the next flight to London, Michael.

Photo: UsMagazine.com.

Sooo Want One of These

Meet David, the artificial life form that the oh-so-real (and oh-so-wish-I-he-was-mine-to-have) Michael Fassbender plays in Prometheus, Ridley Scott’s sort of prequel to Alien also starring Noomi Rapace and Charlize Theron:

I want one!

This video is the latest in a series of made-for-the-Web clips meant to promote the blockbuster’s arrival in theaters this summer. Last winter, the powers that be somehow treated us to a TED Talk from 2023, featuring Guy Pearce as the mysterious Peter Weyland.

Short Fass

My favorite actor right now, Michael Fassbender, is going to Tribeca.

The Shame star plays a thieve in Pitch Black Heist, a buzzy, already-award-winning 14-minute short film that will make its Manhattan debut at the Tribeca Film Festival (which runs April 18-29).

I so wish I was going up there to be there for it and him (and to try to grab the guy – wait...did I just type that out...loud?).

Click here for a look-see at the actor and his co-star, Liam Cunningham from HBO’s Game of Thrones, as they relax a bit and have themselves a candid moment mouthing the words of the 1960 Teresa Brewer ditty, “If There Are Stars in My Eyes.”

Photo: MichaelFassbender.org.

Dip Me, Michael Fassbender!

F---ing Keira Knightley – like she needs to have Michael Fassbender pay her any consequence.

Check her out, looking all chuffed at the after-party for a screening of their A Dangerous Method in London on Tuesday night.

Urgh!

Photo: USMagazine.com.

Update: Looks like the actor had too good a time celebrating the release of his drama.

An impaired Fassbender.... Oh, the things that I would do.

Never Wished I Was a Bed Before...

Michael Fassbender’s performance in the full-frontal-happy Shame sure has grabbed people’s attention, huh.

That’s because it’s big.

The size of his talent, I mean.

Fassbender’s performance surely will earn him a well-deserved Oscar nomination tomorrow morning, but it’s been his penis that has had everyone’s tongue wagging the past few days. Everyone from George Clooney to yours truly has had an opinion on the matter. And could we ignore it? After all, it begs to be addressed.

And those teasetastic powers that be at W magazine know just that – why else feature the It Actor in such a fantastic way in its latest issue, all bare on a bed...looking like hot, sexy s---.

The things that go through my mind when I see this picture....

(Down, boy.)

Photo: Towleroad.com.

Scream All You Want...

We’ve seen the poster, and now it’s time for a trailer – and for us to definitely go right ahead and call Ridley Scott’s Prometheus (which stars Noomi Rapace, Michael Fassbender, and Charlize Theron) a sort of Alien prequel, alright.

Check it out:

Time to brush up on the original....

Guys...Where Are They?

It was a good week for the poster industry as one-sheets for The Dark Knight Rises and The Amazing Spider-Man got us all excited about next summer.

Not to be outdone, Ridley Scott and the powers that be released some additional art for the director’s outer-space saga Prometheus, starring Noomi Rapace, Michael Fassbender, and Charlize Theron.

Interesting, huh, especially when you consider the blockbuster’s supposed to explore the origins of humanity itself.

Mmm....

Photo: EW.com.

A Man Consumed

British filmmaker Steve McQueen opens his buzzy Shame with a stark shot of Brandon, the sex addict played by breakout of the year Michael Fassbender, laying in bed, his piercing blues staring up blankly at the ceiling of his New York apartment, a light blue sheet barely covering his body.

A moment later, the film starts earning the NC-17 rating the Motion Picture Association of America bestowed upon it, as Brandon begins his morning rituals, walking around the place almost aimlessly, in the glorious buff, the actor’s Fassbender literally getting so close to the camera you could almost....

Nah, I won’t say. This is a family blog, after all.

(But trust, I am thinking it – I haven’t been calling the actor my obsession of the year for nothing.)

As played by Golden Globe nominee Fassbender, Brandon is a cool cat. He’s not Jacob Palmer-cool, but he does live in the city and he has a job that pays him rather handsomely. And the guy is quite gorgeous: he’s thirtysomething, he’s tall and in shape, and he has this rascally smile to him...a charm that’s disarming

When he looks at a strange woman in a subway car it’s like he’s undressing her with her eyes.

More like he’s eye-f---ing her, actually.

She sees his desire and reflects it back. It makes her desire him.

It’s impressive to see, and even more so to see Fassbender pull that off so unblinkingly. That scene in particular lets us into his psyche so effectively because it communicates sheer volumes about who he is. Shame is a character study that, like many films this year, says more without dialogue, but it does so in a way that may leave the audience feeling like shameful voyeurs since we never actually crack Brandon.

The man has a one-track mind: his every thought is about sex. How, when, where he’ll get it. It’s all he wants and all he really needs. He’s a loner, completely detached from his family and from himself.

We barely know where he came from (New Jersey – and I know we all like to rag on the Garden State, but I hardly think being from there qualifies as reason enough for deviant behavior), but we know that the thought of having his lounge-singer sister Sissy (a heartbreaking Carey Mulligan) come crash at his place makes him wince more compulsively than the way he spanks the monkey while looking at online porn.

It’s Sissy’s arrival that makes Brandon feel the film’s titular emotion. Her mere presence, not to mention her obvious issues and neediness, make him feel out of control.

She unsettles him deeply with her own wants, to connect with her brother, and when he reluctantly catches one of her performances (of like, the saddest “New York, New York” you ever heard), she shakes him to his core and moves him to tears that surprise and anger him.

Shame isn’t the easiest film to wrap your head around, and I think that’s McQueen was going for with it. And not just because it deals with the taboo subject of sex addiction, which is does frankly.

It’s a bit puzzling that I found the film to be...problematic since it sounds simple enough – man has issues, man confronts issues, man has breakthrough? – so I can only explain it by the fact that the thing he kept Brandon, and Sissy, as such arm’s length that I, at least, couldn’t help but feel a bit...dirty for having peeked into their lives in such an intimate way.

Fassbender, though, should be well celebrated for his turn in this one. Not because he was brave to bare his body on the big screen (a body he should take great pride in, btw), but because he delivered a performance that was full of (haunted) soul. Or as much soul as this aspect of his character’s life we were allowed to get to know.

My Rating ***

Photo: Fox Searchlight Pictures.