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Will Someone Please Check on Austin Butler’s Neck?
He always looks like he’s either working through a cramp or about to get one.
The movie asks him to be both a fetishized golden god of rough-and-tumble American masculinity and a young man performing that identity to make himself feel a little less alone, and Butler steers his chopper through both parts well enough. When I saw the film in a theater, a group of teenage girls behind me gasped when Butler appeared onscreen for the first time, and I — someone whose similar formative moment decades ago involved Leonardo DiCaprio and Radiohead’s “Talk Show Host” — really do get what that feeling is like. Timothy Olyphant and Brad Pitt are great leaners, Tom Cruise’s running form is infamous, Julia Roberts’s toothy smile is a multigenre asset across rom-coms, metafiction, and populist thrillers.
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