"My taste includes both snails and oysters."

Here's a little something WFMU's Beware of the Blog enthusiastically calls the "best homoerotic fight seen [sic] ever" (the misspelling can be forgiven on account of their excitement). There are other strong contenders for that title (cf. Patrick Swayze in Road House and 50 Cent in Get Rich or Die Tryin'), but it's all naked, sweaty, glistening torsos, and it's got to be seen to be believed. You can cut the sexual tension with a knife. (In fact, the one guy has a knife. And he licks the blade while gazing at his opponent. Paging Dr. Freud!) Watching it, you start to want these two guys to just fuck each other and get it over with, and there's a moment where it looks like they're actually going to start kissing.

Then some dame shows up and ruins the whole thing. Not only does she totally cockblock our hero, but at the end, after dispatching the villain, she looks up at him and tosses off a (semi-) witty one-liner, as is de rigueur in action movies, which forces our poor hero to visibly rack his brains for a moment before finally offering up a considerably lamer bon mot of his own. Quite a sad end to what could have been a beautiful thing.