But as Dennis would say, I digress.
Anyway, I was thinking about that whole "when did I come out?" conversation last night when I happened to stumble upon a late-night showing of Ghost (a 1990 romantic comedy starring Demi Moore and Whoopi Goldberg as the fake psychic who can somehow hear her dead husband).
The movie opens with Demi, Patrick Swayze as her husband and their best friend Tony Goldwyn doing construction on their fantastaic New York loft (probably worth $3 million even then, just the kind of thing a struggling scultor and her nobody investment counselor husband could easily afford).
A wall collapses, dust billows, and through the swirling cloud comes...Patrick Swayze and Tony Goldwyn.
(Demi Moore may have been there somewhere too--I didn't notice.)
And I'm thinking, "Oh! My! God!"
Okay, so I already knew I was gay when I saw this movie the first time (I knew I was gay, like, pre-natally). But let's just say that this scene confirmed it.
This man is seriously hot!
Alas, Mr. Goldwyn took the "respectable" route in the wake of Ghost, acting and directing in lots of quirkly independent films, not going for beefcake, like Brad Pitt, Ben Affleck, Jude Law, Jake Gyllenhaal, or virtually any of the current young crop except for Matt Damon.
Which is tragic really. I guess he was a himbo before himbo was cool. Or maybe he just has, you know, integrity in his craft.
Either way, it's just too damn bad.
And yeah I just searched the web for a photo of him shirtless from Ghost. Nothing.