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I like the bad-boy types. Generally the guy I'm attracted to is the guy in the club with all the tattoos and nail polish. He's usually the lead singer in a punk band and plays guitar. But my serious boyfriends are relatively clean-cut, nice guys. So it's strange.
Fortunately, our audiences are used to a kind of boredom in the theatre, and if the writer is skillful, he will flatter them into thinking: 'Why, that's us up there, and aren't we - for all our little foibles - pretty nice guys and gals?'
Why can't ladies like nice guys?
Nice guys finish first. If you don't know that, then you don't know where the finish line is.
No, they're nice guys. They wear girdles, but they're nice guys.
If nice guys finish last, then great guys come in right after them.
All the movies where I play nice guys don't seem to do very well.
I prefer cynical people. Nice guys grow on trees.
Nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in.
I suppose I'm a bit mean. My face on camera doesn't lend itself to happy nice guys. I think it's just that my bone structure looks menacing.