Hustling hottie Sebastian La Cause reminisces about working with Whoopi Goldberg, Sarah Jessica Parker, Liza Minnelli and a lot of other people you'd die to meet.
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Went to the Quad tonight for the 7:15 show of BearCity, Doug Langway's bear rom com about a group of men looking for love, self-acceptance and the occasional cheap thrill, and was surprised how much of a good time I wound up having.
BearCity—co-written by Langway with film writer Lawrence Ferber—is sort of like a hairy, white Noah's Arc with some Desperate Housewives and Sex and the City thrown in. Tyler (first-time film actor Joe Conti) is a preppy thesp who's sick of acting like he isn't wildly attracted to bears. He meets furry partners Brent (Big Gay Sketch Show's Stephen Guarino) and Fred (Brian Keane) and is taken under their paws, finding himself introduced to 400-pound Michael (Gregory Gunter) and his cubby hubby BF Carlos (James Martinez) as well as the hottest bear in town, silver-haired and silver tongued Roger (CSI's Gerald McCullouch). Instant community!
Tyler falls hard for Roger, who seems to resist returning the favor to protect his rep among the muscle bears—as much as Tyler has felt expressing his attraction to bears to be a second coming out, Roger feels the same way about expressing his attraction to a non-bear.
The cast of BearCity recreates that True Blood cover of Rolling Stone for Next. That's honey they're covered in, you pervert.
My buddy Stephen Guarino's flick BearCity hits the Quad in NYC for a week starting this Friday, October 22. Guarino, the director and the writer will be at every 7:15 and 9:30 screening all week in case you want to ask them a question or cruise them.
Last night was GLAAD Manhattan (tons more photos at Guest of a Guest), an event held at 230 Fifth's swanky rooftop garden and bar that was hosted by Bethenny Frankel. Well, she hosted it in the sense that she showed up looking smashing, GLAADly did unguarded interviews with every outlet on the red carpet and then split without ever setting foot in the party.
It was a steamy affair—New York + humidity = everyone swimming in their underwear. To make matters worse, I'd walked over from Times Square in my jacket. There was a tropical theme but I don't look good in floral shirts, so I had to improvise, grabbing a Hawaiian T-shirt of mine that has since become one of José's pajama tops and wearing it under my jacket. Of course, half the people arrived in shorts and tank tops. Leave it to the guy who has worn long pants once all summer to be overdressed.
Speaking of which, the first thing I spotted when I got off the elevator was a mass of barely-clad models showing off their swimsuits. Turns out they were auctioning off their worn Speedos. I got close enough to see that they were wearing something under the Speedos (so fetishists would think this auction failed the smell test), but I didn't have $90+ on me anyway. I have no doubt they found plenty of takers at varying price points.
The carpet was as small as the minds of the people GLAAD is up against, but quite chummy. The lesbian videographer next to me from Go nudged me out of her shot so gently it felt like I was being put to bed by Mother. There were some Z-list celebs to contend with—bless them, though—which is only difficult in that you feel like an asshole having to discreetly ask who they are. The only one I really had to roll my eyes at was a blonde bombshell who told me, when I asked why coming out to this event was important, that she loves parties.
I was shocked when several of the evening's drag performers blew off the cute reporter next to me. Apparently, he was friends with them, so they weren't taking him seriously. Lookit, if you're a drag queen at an event, you better be willing to pose for photos until the flashes die out and answer every question asked of you.
If you've never seen LOGO's The Big Gay Sketch Show, you're in luck—its latest season (currently in a perpetual state of rerun) is by far its best, so you're not late to the party, you're right on time. One of its stand-outs, the versatile Stephen Guarino, has popped up in everything from Confessions of a Shopaholic to I Hate Valentine's Day and the DVD adaptation of the teen neo-classic The Clique, but like his TV series, he's now really hitting his stride with a meaty role in the new film BearCity. So much so that he just collected an award at Outfest as Outstanding Actor in a Feature Film.
BearCity is described as Sex and the City for the bear community, following a Chelsea twink (Joe Conti, pictured) with a secret attraction to big, hairy men. He's taken in by an older couple (one of whom is Guarino) as he pursues one of their sexy friends (Gerald McCullouch, also pictured). Love is in the hair...!
Guarino with co-star Brian Keane (L) and co-writer Lawrence Ferber. From here.
Currently on tour with a live version of Sketch and making personal appearances to plug BearCity, Guarino took time out for a quick interview on...(NSFW) Cam4.com. Yes, the Web cam sex site. It was probably the first time I had to compete with horny admirers while conducting an interview, and it was the first time I interviewed an actor who ended up with less clothing than he started out with.
Is Guarino a funny pervert or a perverted funnyman? Maybe he's just a great actor with a sense of humor and whose blood type is Viagra. Check the embedded video or click here to view his revealing session., in which he talks about his movie, his TV show, his dream role, his sexual predilections and what happens when co-star Sebastian La Cause enters.