If you like your beefcake served on the vintage side, you're going to love the new book Beefcake. Featuring an introductory essay by Lady Bunny that is jam packed with hyperbole, the book is set to be released at the end of this month, but you don't have to wait any longer to get a taste of things to come...
These pics come to us from The Huffington Post (link below), who also printed Lady Bunny's lengthy appreciation of hunks from a bygone era like Victor Mature, Steve Reeves, and many, many more...
I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Hollywood male A-list stars usually aren’t hot anymore. In the 1980s, I began to wonder why leading Hollywood actors had lost their movie-star looks. Nicholas Cage, Bruce Willis and Tom Hanks may have the everyman appeal of a Jimmy Stewart, but they don’t exactly make you cream your jeans and rewind that VHS to rewatch the parts of their films in which they disrobed. While actors should primarily be appraised on their ability to act, there is now a definite lack of male eye candy compared to former eras. And there’s nothing wrong with an occasional cheap thrill! I don’t mean merely attractive male leads. I’m talking about drool-worthy, impossibly good-looking hunks of the big screen whom the studio exploited for their sex appeal -- not their acting chops. (The way they still exploit their female stars.) When you saw a Victor Mature, Tarzan, or Steve Reeves movie, you knew the star was going to wear tight or skimpy clothes and engage in manly acts or dashing antics of some kind. Historical settings often provided the backdrop. What the hell happened to the hunks?
I know at least one person who doesn't miss those hunks...