|*On VOD now/DVD March 6th|
For all of you ladies the world over that though Antonio Banderas was a tall, dark and handsome dream boat, guess what?.. he's also creepy as hell! Sorry to break that news to you, but El Guapo is now El Creepo. Think that's crazy talk? Watch this movie and you'll see it's not.
This is going to be a hard movie to talk about, not only because it has a lot of intertwining plot threads that unravel themselves slowly to eventually reveal a bigger picture, but because it has a pretty big twist at its heart.
|Who's sexy now, eh ladies?|
The Skin I Live In is the story of a surgeon who has created a synthetic skin that can not be burned, using "mice" as test subjects. The "mice" are of course a hot as Spanish sin woman, who spends all day laying around naked in her new, perfect skin. Who is she and why is she there are the real mystery, and as the answer begin to come to light, we're reminded that the world is filled with some creepy sons of bitches.
|At first we were like, no! But then we were like, yeah, go ahead...|
There's so much naked sexiness in this movie that it distracted us from the violent and twisted shenanigans of it all for a while. Once the true secrets of the movie were revealed however, the sexiness we felt quickly turned to shame. Dirty, dirty shame. Again, we're going to skip details here so as not to ruin the natural evolution of the story and your eventual cringing, but trust us when we say that it's just plain wrong! Pedro, you toyed with our emotions!
|Aww, she's in love.|
Final Thoughts- Want a glimpse of the sexy that The Skin I Live In has to offer? Then check the post below...
|"Ssh... ssh... I'm Antonio Banderas, and that makes everything I'm doing alright."|