Since we’re talking about men…
Wednesday, February 7th, 2007
Carly and I must have been on the same wavelength when we decided what our blog topics were going to be about, though I have to admit my focus is a little different. But it’s still talking about sexy men…so hey, we’re all in, right?
Thing is…I want to talk about sexy men who AREN’T necessarily gorgeous.
It’s a strange, but wonderful phenomena, I think–men who can turn you on in a way that is unexpected and even unexplainable. There’s just something about these guys that oozes sexuality. Not all women swoon for these guys, either, which gives them a special quality that universally worshipped heart-throbs like Brad Pitt and George Clooney simply do not have.
I’ve always been one to fall for the sexier-than-sin, non-traditional guy. I remember seeing the Rocky Horror Picture Show for the first time and thinking, wow, that Tim Curry guy is hot–and he’s playing a transvestite! Imagine what he’d be like playing it straight. Luckily for me, I got to find out, because at the birth of MTV, they played videos for Mr. Curry singing and swiveling his hips to such sensual anthems as “I Do The Rock” and “Paradise Garage.”
Mercy!
And as he’s aged, he’s only gotten sexier. Even as he’s gained weight, the man has a voice that can melt steel and eyes that reflect so much decadence, they should be made of chocolate.
::sigh::
And then there’s Michael Keaton. I remember, also, seeing him in the original Batman movie and falling deeply and desperately in love. I kept telling myself–this is MICHAEL KEATON. This is Beetlejuice, for Pete’s sake. Didn’t matter. In my opinion, he set the standard. He captured the essence of Bruce Wayne–the sensual, tortured soul–and projected it on the screen in ways that had me entertaining sexy daydreams for months. If not longer.
And of course, the king of all sexy-men-who-aren’t-classically-goodlooking…the incomparable Alan Rickman. Cause here’s the deal, ladies…if Alan Rickman had not been cast as Severus Snape, NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND would think this character has a streak of goodness in him that will come out in the last Harry Potter book. Jo Rowling has said over and over that Snape is BAD, but her legions of fans refuse to believe her. It’s because of Alan Rickman, I’m convinced. The Alan Rickman Effect. We even cheered his nasty Sheriff of Nottingham because, hell, he’s Alan Rickman. And as my good friend Diana is wont to say–everything is better with Alan Rickman.
A while back, I participated in a discussion about this topic on an email list I’m on (if any Sucias are out there–I will be back soon!) and they came up with a delicious list of men who while not classically handsome, could really turn on the heat. Now it’s your turn…
