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Okay all, I made another Karl picspam over at

ontd_startrek. Reproducing it here for my f-list.

Not every one of Karl's films has been artistically amazing, or at least well-budgeted. Some of them only have one really stellar component - KARL URBAN.

Yep, it's that Down Under Crack!Fic masterpiece, The (Irrefutable) Truth about Demons. I found a copy and sat down to watch this sucker. Oh, I was warned against it, believe you me. But in my new-found passion for Teh Karl, I decided I could take anything. Girding my loins, I commenced.

And you know what? I LOVED IT. It is brilliantly deranged, and yet still silly as hell. It really does unspool just like a good round of crack!fic tig, getting more and more ridiculous, dark and LOLarious as it goes along.

As for Karl, OH PLEASE YES. He spends around 90% of the movie either sweating, half-naked, bleeding or terrified, often two or more of those together. As well as half-naked. His pouty lips and his thunderous eyebrows get a full work-out, and he does some fantastic shrieking and struggling. He gives great snark (loved the crack about Aleister Crowley), has his nipples tweaked, and looks slavishly edible in a dog collar. Also, he cries beautifully. When he weeps, I'm minded of Louis de Lioncourt - "his tears became him like jewels".

Did I mention he spends a lot of this movie half-naked? Because he does.

That one's on my desktop at the moment.

Those last couple are to let you know that yes, he DOES get to smile eventually. Course, he's in an insane asylum by that time, but you can't have everything.

All in all, a really fun flick, full of LULZ, terror and hot wet skin. YUMMY.

ETA: It has been brought to my attention that some images were lacking. I have remedied this serious deficiency.