Our friend latbfan continues her journey through Stephen Moyer’s video repertoire with her latest review of “The Starter Wife,” a television miniseries that originally ran on the USA Network in 2007. Make sure you visit the second page as there’s a vast collection of screen caps for your drooling viewing pleasure.
Stephen, not in Baywatch, fortunately
Stephen Moyer is Sex on a Stick
My path to the “Starter Wife” was as arduous as the Wizard of Oz-inspired nightmare that opens the series. Thank goodness for drunken online shopping, or I would’ve continued to believe Louisiana was an alternate universe where the “Starter Wife” existed, but Stephen Moyer simply wasn’t in it (if you’ve ever been to Louisiana, you’ll understand why that theory isn’t completely insane).
For those of you just as confused as I was, there are TWO “Starter Wife”s. The one I’d dvr’ed on several different occasions, only to tediously fast forward through it because Stephen Moyer was nowhere to be found (while not entirely accurate, insert a mental image of me growling and hurling objects at the television), is the television show. Stephen Moyer is in the original mini-series (2007). This is not a minor distinction, fan(g)s…
I haven’t read the novel (written by Gigi Levangie Grazer) the show is based upon, but I’m going to go ahead and assume it wasn’t nominated for a Pulitzer (although the show was nominated for several Golden Globes and Judy Davis won an Emmy for her role). I needn’t worry about boring anyone with the intricacies of the plot because there are none. Nor are there spoilers I have to restrain myself from revealing. There are no surprises, no gut-wrenching drama, nothing upsetting or disconcerting, nothing that lingered after I’d turned off the television. But despite its complete fluffy-frothiness, and the fact that I had a difficult time feeling any empathy for characters who live in a world where the greatest tragedy is being snubbed by a judgmental hostess at an over-priced restaurant, it’s a really fun romp. Read More »
Whether you’re going to watch the Oscars tonight or you’re an Academy Awards atheist, I think it’s a good time to remember little Anna Paquin winning the Oscar for her performance in “The Piano” at the 66th Academy Awards in 1994. She was one of the cutest things I have seen at this ceremony.
The fine ass women who bring you this website are a multinational bunch, being a Canuck, a Kiwi, a Spanish señorita and two American gals, so we were happy to add another exotic contributor to our ranks to review another of Stephen’s better films- Uprising. Melissa Bellais from Venezuela wrote us this snappy review of a bloody great film, and we have included some sexy screencaps (with bonus bad ass uniform action, y’all) to go with it.
Mucho thanks to Melissa for being such a sweetie and damn good with words. Enjoy everyone!
I have this condition, it’s not exactly a disease, it’s more of a syndrome, I call it Moyeuristic Disorder and it started in October when I discovered True Blood. It’s not such a bad thing, by far it is the most harmless of personality disorders and the main symptom that you develop is this urgent need to watch every little thing, every little movie, every little show, interview or video that has Stephen Moyer in it for even one fraction of a second.
So in order to ease the symptoms of my illness I’ve been forced to succumb to this need and in the process I’ve found that sometimes you lose two hours of your life watching a very, very young Stephen Moyer hidden under armor, making speeches so dull and corny that it makes your ears bleed, but sometimes you come across a precious gem like “Uprising”.
Our lovely, super talented friend latbfan went a bit mad on Amazon this Xmas and bought herself a few DVDs starring a certain moody vampire when he was playing characters that weren’t dead and fangy. Which means she was able to pick one of Stephen Moyer’s earlier adventures in television and review it for us in her usual classy style. Lilies was a British TV show from 2007 and it turns out, it’s really rather splendidly gritty. We have included a bunch of screencaps together with the review because they’re so very hot, I think I might fetch the swoon brandy and have a lie down. Enjoy ladies and random male visitors!
Stephen- awesome at charming the panties off innocent young ladies.
At risk of over-using adjectives, “Lilies” is an incredible, witty, heart-breaking, and grisly eight-part series set in post-WWI Liverpool. I bought “Lilies” (along with every other available title that Mr. Moyer is in) on a post-Christmas, late-night, wine-induced Stephen Moyer binge at Amazon.com, my account flush with other people’s money. To say that it was not what I was expecting is a vast understatement. This is not a film for the faint of heart (at times, the various accents/dialects are difficult to understand, and there are several graphically disturbing scenes), nor is it merely a sexiful romp with Stephen Moyer, who spends the film dashingly clad in period-clothes and drives a car that just screams for back-seat action (although how anyone managed to get laid wearing 50 pounds of underwear is beyond comprehension). “Lilies” is addictive and compelling, even though watching the series was an on-going train wreck of disaster and despair. There are moments of laugh-out-loud hilarity, and there is exquisite tenderness and devotion, but the realities of this world are often ironically cruel and, at times, nauseatingly gruesome.
Since there’s a lack of news lately, we thought you would find it amusing to watch this video of Alexander Skarsgard in this video where he shows his singing skills. We all know by now that the men of True Blood are capable of incredible things! This gem is from a 2004 pilot for the Swedish short film Hjärtslag (Heartbeat), directed by Martin Lima de Faria and Anette Skåhlberg.
Fellow Nesters, while we are waiting for Sookie to rescue Bill Compton in Season 3 (patience, just six months left), we are going to spend some time reviewing some of our fave cast filmography.
We started some months ago with Anna’s ‘Darkness’ and now it’s time to look into Stephen’s previous career. So without further ado, here begins our review for Restraint.
Restraint is a 2008 Australian thriller, directed by David Denneen and starring Stephen Moyer, Travis Fimmel (Ivory, The Beast) and Teresa Palmer (Bedtime stories). This movie was also released under the name, “Ravenswood.”
You won’t want to miss the chance to see this movie, especially if you ever have fancied yourself in ANY of these scenes with Mr. Moyer ;):
Tap dancing on him
Finding him in your tub
Lending him a towel
Searching into his pocket
First aid anyone? mouth to mouth
Talking about the weather
NOW SERIOUSLY, this was the first Stephen Moyer film I had seen after falling for him and his portrayal of Bill Compton. And, let me tell you, I was not let down. Strangely enough, it has also became my favourite so far, he looks awesome and the continuous close-ups of him and the intensity of his interpretation leaves you breathless. He creates a character from the ground up, an intense and accurate study of a man whose phobias – and probably his past – relegate him into a self inflicted confinement. His safe world turns upside down when he crosses paths with psycho Ron (Travis Fimmel) and his aimless girlfriend (Teresa Palmer).
Andrew (Stephen Moyer) suffers from agoraphobia (fear of public places and open spaces) and he lives confined in his luxurious mansion. He soon becomes Ron and Dale’s hostage after their escape from a petrol station where Ron has killed the manager. But surprise, surprise, they are already escaping from another crime; it seems that Dale’s boss is also dead. The lovers end up in Andrew’s mans, and decide to spend some time there. Andrew persuades Ron that he will be more valuable alive, promising them $40,000 from his trust fund if Dale pretends to be Andrew’s ex-girlfriend, Gabrielle. A perverse game then begins between the three of them. While they are isolated in the house, we witness Andrew’s metamorphosis from the weak to the devious. Will Andrew end up manipulating his captors?
"You are starting to become tedious Ron."
Restraint becomes a game where you can’t know for sure who is the cat and who is the mouse. Most of the self-proclaimed pshycologic thrillers end up being a joke for the viewer’s intelligence. This is not the case here; get ready to be on edge for the entire film.
Fellow Nesters, while we are waiting for Sookie to rescue Bill Compton in Season 3 (patience, just six months left), we are going to spend some time reviewing some of our fave cast filmography.
