Movies that suck (and some that don't): what's playing this week on Sundance Channel
Who said you can’t have dessert first? Start your holiday indulgence early with this week’s episode of Love Lust, Chocolate edition. Then get ready for the Friday season premiere of Girls Who Like Boys Who Like Boys with a jam-packed week of your favorite episodes from season one. And if you just can’t get enough, check out all the sneak peeks and behind-the-scenes looks at season two in Nashville, including a full episode available to watch with your friends online.
On Thursday night, EYES WIDE SHUT sets the mood when Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman get creepy sexy. Then Sundance takes things a bit further and celebrates vampire sex appeal on Friday night with Love Lust & Vampires, followed by the original vampire killing hottie, BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (with Luke Perry, remember him? That kid was gonna be a star!) And hey, if they ever get around to making that once talked about BUFFY reboot, Buffy original Kristy Swanson says she’s up for the job - any job, actually.
Michael Musto muses on the staying power of the young actors in the TWILIGHT series, and on Saturday night be sure watch TOTAL ECLIPSE. No, it’s a not a TWILIGHT spin-off, but 90s Leonardo DiCaprio was always more my taste than Robert Pattinson anyway. Leo plays 19th-century bad boy teen poet, Arthur Rimbaud (think lots of blousy shirts and sultry looks), who sends some of his poems to the famous writer, Paul Verlaine (played by David Thewlis, who won Best Actor at Cannes for the role in 1995). Verlaine is so impressed he invites Rimbaud to come stay at his house, but when he arrives he’s shocked to discover that Rimbaud is a crude and obnoxious sixteen-year-old kid. Still, he falls in love with him (in reality, Rimabud was nowhere near as cute as Leo, but hey, love is blind and Verlaine was no looker either), but it’s not a great match. Things don’t usually go well when you abandon your wife and kid for a hot teenage poet, whom you become so possessive of that you shoot him in a jealous rage. Luckily, Verlaine only hit Rimbaud’s left wrist, and he was a righty anyway. Hindsight’s a bitch, eh Paul?