I've lusted after David Duchovny ever since Fox Mulder sulked into my heart in the very first season of X-Files. I was so excited that David was coming back to TV when Californication launched a couple of years ago. I watched the first season, despite the many XX chromosomes over-exposed all over the place and graphic talk about the simulated sex acts with women that really, really (really) doesn't interest me. Still, David's naked body frequently on display was enough to keep me tuning in.
The second season totally turned me off. How completely depressing and unsympathetic can a character be before even David Duchovny's naked body can't keep me interested? Answer: really, really depressing and unsympathetic.
That said, I'm tentatively tuning back in for season 3, and I'm not so depressed quite so quickly. And David's stint in "rehab" (a.k.a. his wife screaming at him for three months straight for fucking around all over the place) has turned out an even beefier studpuppy (check out these abs captured by superherofan!)
Now, can we introduce David to Michael C. Hall? Michael desperately needs to take some lessons in the art of satisfying the lustful gaze, and a fellow Showtime buddy like David is surely the man for the job. I WANT to see this shot of Dexter. Now.