I genuinely like Tobey's work, from Pleasantville to Seabiscuit and even in the Spider-Man films. I rather like the idea of a quiet, slender action star in a field typically dominated by arrogant muscle-bound airheads.
That's how I can justify calling attention to his birthday out of dozens of options; it has almost nothing to do with his hotness.
Okay, so it has something to do with his hotness, but just remember children: hotness without substance isn't enough anymore. Now more than ever before the only real hotness comes from talent.
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Sunday, June 27, 2010
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