Pace in Halt and Catch Fire (Image via AMC)

Lee Pace, notoriously private but famously glass-closeted, came out definitively after being asked in W Magazine the perfectly  appropriate question of whether he is gay. At the time, he was set to appear in Angels in America, and had said he felt it was important for the gay roles to be played by as many gay actors as possible, so the question was contextually sound — yet it surprised him, and in coming out, he came off as defensive.

Now, he's opening up further in The New York Times, saying:

Above: The cause of death? Suffocation.

Below: Keep reading for the second coming (out) of Lee Pace, Queer Eye's material boys, tennis studs, a Trilogy of Terror remembrance, the trans trailblazer of the Oscars, Trump exploiting presidential seal, Vatican callboy's big mouth, a white supremacist teacher, the fool who stole Frances McDormand's Oscar, what she meant by “inclusion rider” and a history of missing statuettes ...

Above: Garrett Clayton is gorgeous, inside 'n' out.

Below: Keep reading for Hot Mug Shot Guy's hot c*ck, dirty mags of the '70s & '80s, Lee Pace reluctantly confirms he's dated guys, Gus Kenworthy goodies, some serious Daddy Issues, Trump saying he wants to take away your guns (but wants everyone armed), Hope Hicks departs in a swirl of good hair and side-eye, sexy studs of yesteryear, RIP Barry Crimmins and hot men of NYC ...

Home Depot embraces the gun lobby.

She loved A League of Their Own more than you did!

Mariah Carey rides subway, new CD won't hit #1.

Only U.S. Afghan P.O.W. freed after five years in captivity.

“I'M CLOSE! I'M CLOSE!” (On Tuesday.)

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Infamous burned-by-coffee case involving McDonald's revisited.

Evan Rachel Wood prefers her baby to Jamie Bell.

Oscar nominee of an indeterminate age Sylvia Miles isn't well.

Sexy Mario Bros. dude. 

Troglodytic E. Texas waitress issues subtle threat to all gays.

HuffPo feels the need to remind readers who the fuck Lee Pace is.

Pace yourself!

The boys (and girl) in the band

Last week, I was invited to a special reception and preview performance of the revival of Larry Kramer's The Normal Heart, which you will—and should, immediately—find at the Golden Theatre. A show widely regarded as a seminal part of gay and AIDS history is having its Broadway debut; it is co-directed by Joel Grey and George C. Wolfe; and its stars include Ellen Barkin (finally good again in something good again!), Joe Mantello (the director's first acting gig since the original Angels in America), Lee Pace, Jim Parsons, John Benjamin Hickey, Patrick Brreen, Mark Harelik, Luke MacFarlane, Richard Topol and Wayne Alan Wilcox...for those reasons, sight unseen, this was always going to be a must-attend. But having seen it, I can't unsee it, am likely to forget it and can't recommend it highly enough.