Ryan Gosling

Ryan Gosling operates in the uncanny valley between cool detachment and devastating tenderness. He can be the silent, scorpion-jacketed driver or the lovesick dreamer at the piano in La La Land, and both versions feel true. There is a deliberate blankness to his surface that makes every crack in the facade seismic. Los Angeles at dusk: saturated pinks and electric blues dissolving into the soft grain of analog twilight.