Happy Man Crush Monday Halloween Edition! This week we are paying tribute to some of the hottest males ever to grace the screen of spookiness. Here we have hot monsters, sexy serial killers and a few unfortunates who never made it to the end of the movie. What they all have in common? They forced us not to cover our eyes in terror so as to make sure we were able to gawk at them as much as humanly possible ( also known as reasons why I actually got through the entire Nightmare On Elm Street movie).
Johnny Depp in Nightmare on Elm Street
Possibly the only male who can pull off a crop top (that stomach though), Depp made for some seriously needed eye candy in between all the Freddy mamings. We still aren’t quite over the fact that he ended up eaten by his bed.
Skeet Ulrich in Scream
Alright so he ended up being a psycho killer in the end but the image of him seductively (and sort of disgustingly) sucking the fake blood off of his fingers is still tattooed in our minds.
Freddy in Scooby Doo
That ascott though…
Christian Bale in American Psycho
Serial killer yes but his cheekbones (and his abs) in this movie were so on point that we couldn’t help crushing on him a little bit (at least until the chainsaw scene).
Jack Skellington
Does it count as an interspecies crush if a talking skeleton isn’t technically a species?
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