Hollywood heartthrob Ryan Gosling announced a break from acting, implying the film audience has had enough of him, in the same measure he needs “a break from himself.”
Gosling is also quoted as saying he has too much freedom and is given “enough rope to hang himself with.”
The actor’s recent comments feed suspicion that overexposure may be the stuff of this gripe. This is unfortunate given an unimpeachable filmography, except for endorphin abuse Crazy Stupid Love, where even his shirt-off objectification could find purchase as an intellectual exception.
There’s also a full-grown Ryan Gosling following that admits gentlemen. His fashion is no less overlooked in Drive, where even his bomber jackets acquired the dramatic quality of his subdued acting. GQ is as guilty as the man himself for giving him more rope, lapdogging his red carpet and paparazzi appearances with editorial approval for his outfits. Pajama tops for film premieres, sailor tanks, ukuleles, top hats, and all that animal loving — the ubiquity of Ryan Gosling is indeed for a leading man, but he doesn’t want to be one.
He did mention taking up a directorial debut. It’s too early to announce this as good tidings unless he’s also doubling for costume design. But no one can discount Gosling’s depth in Blue Valentine, a hairline-raising performance for an actor whose good looks, by being eschewed, could have only helped him boost his cinematic credibility. Apparently, if there’s anyone who’s not in love with him, it’s himself.
Actors like Ryan Gosling are saleable, but how would they fare behind the camera? They probably have similar struggles as aspiring filmmakers, like Samantha Poulswho is also an avid observer of cinema’s goings-on. See this blog to understand the pitfalls of birthing a film.