There was a time not too long ago when Matthew McConaughey was a walking, shirtless punchline starring in romantic comedies about ghosts he used to put his penis in. But then slowly he began to reinvent himself into a man whose performances will make me literally grab random strangers on the street and breathe into their faces, “Have you seen Magic Mike? What about True Detective? SWEAR TO ME.” And now he’s starring in a Christopher Nolan film that looks 2001 banged The Grapes of Wrath while Contact sits crying in the corner masturbating. There’s no other way to describe this trailer. I’ve tried.
Matthew McConaughey Is On F*cking Fire
May 16th, 2014 // 26 Comments