Watched Imagine Me and You last night starring Matthew Goode. He’s my latest cinematic stalking victim – meaning I’m watching everything netflix offers – may they burn in hell for raising their prices, corporate ghouls – so far I’ve seen Watchmen, Lookout, Brideshead Revisted, South of Grenada, A Single Man etc., and he is stunning.
All men should be tall, charming, attentive, beat up anyone that threatens your safety, cry when you leave them and have big hands, even bigger smiles and a British accent doesn’t hurt. Have you ever noticed how some Brits use their mouths? It should be illegal. Goodey – fabulous nickname anyone? – has a most mobile mouth.
Of course, heroes like this are a dime a dozen in the best literary (yes I said literary and I will scrap with anyone who attempts to deny it) genre of all time, romance. Who wants to read about an ugly man sweeping some woman off her feet? Even the uglies you see on screen aren’t always ugly. There’s something about certain men – charm, presence, sex appeal, wit – something that makes them intensely attractive.
It might just be a great pair of eyes, or hands, or his ability to use them effectively…I love stories like that.