I see London, I see France, I see Chris Evans’ hairy chest

In a fit of lust sparked by the formation of my List this past week, I bumped that Chris Evans movie London to the top of my Netflix queue.

It was truly terrible. I watched about five minutes of it and then just fast-forwarded to any scene in which Chris Evans was shirtless.

I mean, the man is a work of art. But I had to watch each shirtless scene on mute because they all had Jessica Biel yammering through them. How is anyone supposed to get a good wank in with such terrible acting mucking up the experience?

JESSICA BIEL: “Put a shirt on!”
CHRIS EVANS: “No.”

JESSICA BIEL: “This was supposed to be my Oscar scene!”
CHRIS EVANS: “Too bad. This is my Isaac scene.”

JESSICA BIEL: “I’ll upstage you.”
CHRIS EVANS: “Try.”