Jesus Christ.
This is it. This is the look.
This is the reason why I have been having unsavory dreams about William Powell for weeks.
Watch this scene in My Man Godfrey. He follows Carole Lombard’s every subtle move like he’s sizing up his prey.
He feigns moderate interest while devising intricate and ungentlemanly ways to devour her.
She could be saying anything and it wouldn’t matter: “My father was a Nazi and I live off a diet of pork rinds and battery acid”
“That’s delightful,” Powell would calmly reply while looking down from his nose like it were the barrel of a 12 gauge shotgun, “I’m going to swallow you whole”
The tension! Of course! It was the tension! They’d already been divorced for 3 years at the time of filming!
Fuck The Notebook, the chemistry in this movie makes me queasy.
Next stop: 1936, please
Love,
Tayler
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