Wednesday, May 26, 2021

Good Morning, World


I'm off for a work-thing this morning and wasn't planning on posting anything but then, like a gift from ginger twunk heaven, fell this photo-shoot of Lucas Hedges for Flaunt magazine straight into my lap. Hello, Lucas! While you're down there... aaaanyway I have nothing to say about... anything here, really. I do like Lucas' hair long like this -- I realized that in French Exit. And there, that's something. I said something! I will be back this afternoon, blogging stupid things again, don't you worry. Until then here is the full photo-shoot, after the jump... 




















 

10 comments:

Peggy Sue said...

Fantastic actor. One of the few guys that I prefer fully clothed.

bdog said...

Looks like one of those faces of meth pics

joel65913 said...

I saw the first picture and thought it was Steve Zahn for a quick minute! Tragic haircut!!

Anonymous said...

He gives off vibes of that quiet arty guy I had a crush on in high school that seemed really deep and interesting but in the end he just turned out to be pretentious and boring like all the rest of them.. and most likely bad in bed

Anonymous said...

My mantra because I'm shallow: Timmy needs to eat and sandwich. Lucas needs a haircut and a personal trainer.

Parker said...

Reminds me of Kurt Cobain with the hair.

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of a dull piece of cardboard.

Anonymous said...

I think Flaunt has been my favorite magazine for 20 years. However, I think I would like to have seen a better edit on this photo-essay. Some of these are bonerkillers.

Jason Adams said...

I'm actually fond of this shoot, and his pasty normal guy ordinariness on display here. That's his appeal. Y'all are mean!

Robert H said...

A few years ago, GQ gave Lucas Hedges the standard rising young film star profile complete with a flattering cover shot and some alluring images amongst the biographical prose sketch. Now it's as if Flaunt's editors and Lucas' management decided to take the opposite tack this time: arty, unflatteringly "authentic" photography featuring Lucas looking shaggy and disheveled with limp, stringy hair in droopy, (but expensive!)clothing that hangs off his doughy, pale physique as he cavorts on a bleakly beautiful seaside beach. The images look like they were taken from a Bergman film, perhaps a remake of Persona with males in the two leading parts. Save the Garbo lighting for Timothée, you've got to take this twunk seriously. Not that I don't. I think Hedges gets a bum rap as a nepotism beneficiary who doesn't deserve the opportunties he's had. No doubt his dad being a writer/director was a big kickstart, and he didn't do himself any favors by admitting that he hadn't even tried to see any of his latest diva co-star, Michelle Pfeiffer's work, but he's too talented to dismiss as a coasting dilettante. I hope he soon finds that role that will show off his abilities and vault him on the path to stardom. But until he gets that job, I want him to hire Anthony Ramos' trainer, a stylist and a wardrobe consultant. Grit your teeth, Lucas, and play the game a little. I won't blame you.