I first fell in crush with Henry Cavill on The Tudors, where he played Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk, King Henry VIII’s best friend and advisor. He was tall, dark, and moody, but also had a sense of humor, and was possessed, much to his chagrin, of a both conscience and an unshakeable sense of duty to the king, however wrong the king may have been. And he was, and remains, handsome as they come. Yum.
Imagine my delight, then, when I started seeing trailers for Immortals, a movie I didn’t even know was being made, but is coming out on the very cool (to nerdy types like me) 11/11/11. He’s also going to be the new Superman, and I have had a thing for actors who play Superman since a pre-teen semi-obsession with Christopher Reeve; the streak continues. I’m glad Henry’s getting some big time work, because he’s really quite a good actor, and also, hot. Did I mention hot?
If I still had a locker, I’m pretty sure his face would be plastered all over it, possibly even edging out the still lovely Johnny Depp, as incomprehensible as that may seem. Although I’m a sucker for men with brown eyes like Depp’s, the blue-eyed Cavill is British, with the genuine accent and everything. It gives him an edge, at least with me.
I recently read an interview with him where his responses trailed off with “whatever” at least twice, and something niggled at the edge of my heretofore rock-solid (much like his abs) crush, and it made me wonder: just how old IS this extremely (and I mean extremely) attractive man?
He’s 28. 28 years old, which means that when he was doing the Tudors, he was barely 24—practically a baby. The 11/11/11 release date of his new movie happens to fall exactly a week before my 40th birthday. That’s right, the big 4-0. So while mental images such as this accompany my schoolgirl swoon,
the reality is that I am more
and am lusting, however harmlessly, after a significantly and surprisingly younger man. And it has brought me up short, maybe because I generally fancy older men. (Scott calls me a “retrosexual” for that reason.) For a long time, that wasn’t odd—everyone on the screen was older than I. Shaun Cassidy was 13 years older than I. Ditto Simon LeBon. Christopher Reeve and Alec Baldwin—19 years older. Robert Downey, Jr., 6 years. Matthew McConaughey is 2 years older. Even my beloved Johnny has 8 years on me. But this Henry Cavill thing made me feel like, without my realizing it, some kind of line has been crossed, and I am on the far side of it now. I suppose if you keep breathing in and out long enough, it’s going to happen.