This photo is not the cover of Men’s Health, true, but OBVIOUSLY I was going to lead with Glen Powell and his abs snacking on the One True Food — potato chips –while wearing a towel. This entire photoshoot, as you might hope from Men’s Health and Glen Powell, can be summed up by quoting Megan Thee Stallion: body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody. Like, the sun is out, and his buns are indeed also out. I am also putting it out there that I think Glen Powell and Ryan Gosling should play Alan Ruck’s sons in something.
Glen comes across as a really nice guy in the piece — driven, self-aware, charming, not arrogant. His dog’s name is Brisket, which I find adorable, but it made his chosen euphemism for sex in their pop quiz — “smoking the brisket” — sort of accidentally disturbing. (I suspect he did not put that together.) I came away excited to see more of him, and not just in an abs way… but seriously, please treat yourself to a click, because the massive photo atop the piece is him coming out of a pool and when it loads it’s like he’s LEAPING out at you.
This is not a quote from him, per se, but it did seem worth excerpting:
What has been obvious to everyone else has snuck up on Powell, who has only recently started to feel like a star. For the most part, he says, the shift has been subtle, “just like the weather has changed a little bit.” But then there was the time, while he was scrolling on his phone in an airport in Atlanta, that he felt the primal prickle of being watched, and he looked up to see that everyone in the terminal (“the entire terminal,” he says; “it was like a Black Mirror episode”) was filming him on their phones. And at a concert not long ago, he noticed that the man at the urinal next to his was attempting to take a midstream selfie with him.
OMG. Keep it together, people. That’s deranged behavior.