As share of a modern series in which we offer careers advice to people in the movie business,here’s a two-or-three step plan for the Gozzle to regain his professional schizzleHey, guy, and you’ve arrive a long way. You were cute as a Disney-branded button next to Justin Timberlake on the Mickey Mouse Club,before your first feature role (as a neo-Nazi teen in The Believer) won you near-universal acclaim. You turned fans’ pages in Nicholas Sparks weepie The Notebook, then hauled yourself out of dumb hunk purgatory by taking a couple of indie roles – a sex-doll seducing sweetie in Lars and the Real Girl and a lovelorn schlub in Derek Cianfrance’s Blue Valentine – that were as weird as they were satisfying. Then up popped Nicolas Winding Refn, and jingling the keys to a share that would rev your stock to the stars. The nastier Drive got (your character is a hammer-wielding head-stomping psychopath),the sexier you seemed. Nothing lay ahead but the open road and endless opportunity.
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Source: theguardian.com