style icon: christopher plummer in silent partner.
what a picture! full of great looks. plummer plays it strictly sleazy here, as a thief so desperate he’ll dress up as santa claus and get in full housewife drag to pull off a heist.
in his everyday clothes he’s ruthless in silk shirts and velour track suits. a little bronzer, some eye liner, an ID bracelet, and the inevitable salt and pepper chest hair.
style icon: richard dreyfuss as matt hooper.
this is a lot like what my dad looked like in the early 80’s.
style icon: willem dafoe in wild at heart.
disgusting, filthy, tobacco stained teeth behind a pair of pantyhose.
style icon: rick moranis in general.
i haven’t seen whatever this is, but he looks great.
does everyone know he has a band now? get hip.
point of fashion: palette from tokyo drifter.
a polychromatic smorgasbord of chalky neutrals, leaden gun metal, pale patent leather, and crystalline snow drifts punctuated by brilliant flashes of red, amber, and chartreuse.
style icon: roy scheider in 52 pickup.
the man’s on a divan with vanity and a giant teddy bear, for crissakes.
style icons: rod steiger and sergio leone on set.
did leone consciously cast actors who reminded him of himself?
wallach in the good, the bad, and the ugly and steiger in giu la testa (duck, you sucker)…
was it coincidence that these slovenly, big-hearted bandits resembled their creator?
style icons: the men of the lady eve.
henry fond, charles coburn, and eric blore at the top of their respective games.
style icon: travis mcgee.
aging tough guy. free lance salvage consultant. house boat owner.
knight in tarnished armor.
style icon: corey feldman as teddy duchamp.
how badly do you want to hang out with this guy?
