Heartthrob Ryan Gosling whined about the trappings of fame in a recent interview.
As Joe Pesci would say:
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Yes, it can be a pain in the toned butt to deal with glare of the spotlight now-and-then!
For example, it takes some skill (and careful maneuvering) to trot down the red carpet (in tandem with the electrically-charged flow without causing static either way), muster up a phony Hollywood-style smile (oh-so pepsodent white!), kiss ass to all the show-biz tabloid reporters jockeying for your undivided attention (so they'll keep all your dark secrets in the closet), and finally, last - but not least -court the frenzied paparazzi so they'll photograph your better side.
But, when it comes to becoming a member of an exclusive club (which boasts the likes of Ryan Reynolds, Martin Short, and Pamela Anderson) - the Canadians - the sexy actor shies away.
"The other day I was walking down the street and this lady was like - 'Ryan Canada' - and gestured to herself. She was like (so Valley boy, Ryan!) - 'I'm from Canada' - and I was like (there 'ya go again!) - 'Oh, OK. Me too.' It's like (!) if you don't recognize the Canadian in them, they're upset. It's like we're all Highlanders, you know? We're all just supposed to know when we're in the same vicinity."
Like, heh, Ryan!
Like, don't you have CAN-DAR, not even a smidgen?
Uh-huh!
I'm a Canuck, too!
Couldn't you tell by the red maple leafs decorating my boxer shorts, or by the Molson's brewski in my sweaty little mutt?
The BURP must have been a dead give-a-way, eh?
"Eh" - now that was quite a clue - eh?
Well, if you don't want to be a member of the exclusive Molson's Canadian Club - then fine - Jim Dandy!
As Columbo would say:
"Oh, there's just one more thing."
Proud Canucks usually get great reviews from journalists in the Beaver Press Club - of which - I am one.
At this juncture - how does it look - for your latest flick "Crazy, Stupid, Love"?
We'll see!
A review will follow.
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