Our bottomless love for Robert Downey Jr. is well-documented. I will pretty much watch him do anything. He could star in a movie called A Two-Hour Showcase of Heather’s Greatest Phobias and I would still find a way to go see it, most likely by making someone I love go first and take copious timecoded notes on when I could open my eyes. And he’s actually generally quite dapper, and his wife seems nice and stabilizing, so… this isn’t a fug so much as an observation.
Increasingly, something about RDJ lately makes me think he’s starting to look more like an RDJ impersonator.