Matthew Broderick from 1988’s Torch Song Trilogy thanks all you lovely new followers. I’m sorry I’m not the most dependable of posters… I am easily distracted. Yet I have not forgotten this little blog. The ’80s lives in my heart.
Anyway, speaking of the ’80s, Broderick’s scenes in Trilogy are supposedly set from ‘73 to ‘79. However this ensemble looks pure ’80s to me, what with the shortish blow-dried feathered hair and super narrow preppy collar. I don’t really think they were prepared yet in 1988 for truly authentic 1970s costuming.
I remember when this movie came out. I was so excited, because I had a huge crush on Broderick because of his work in Ferris Bueller, Wargames and Ladyhawke. But a serious drama written and directed by Harvey Fierstein about the lives and loves of various gay New Yorkers in the 1970s was not really something that was supposed to appeal to tweeny preppy doe-eyed suburbanites in the late ’80s. And it didn’t.
My tweeny preppy doe-eyed suburbanite self was very sad.
It’s been a long time since I’ve posted to this Tumblr, but here’s some man candy for you faithful followers. It’s not a photo— it’s a romance cover done for an old category romance, “Here There Be Dragons,” by Marianne Clark, back in 1984. The back blurb is delightfully purple and very “Dynasty”ish:
Handsome and famous TV newsman Gabe Whitfield was everything a woman could want —and everything beautiful Rachel Novak feared. When Gabe took over the old Whitfield mansion, he seemed to embody all the forces of change that threatened the historic town of Cade’s Harbor, where Rachel worked to preserve and restore the treasures of the past. Rachel fought him tooth and nail—until her body betrayed her in a night of love that lived only for the moment, in the arms of a man who refused to promise more. Rachel wondered how she could trust Gabe and his glittering, globe-hopping life—until he left, and she discovered how achingly empty her safe haven was without his passion….
There aren’t many clothing details here, but I like Gabe’s pale straight-cut jeans, and of course his masses of feathered blond hair.
Remember Anthony Edwards, the balding bespectacled doctor in ER? Well, once upon a time, he had lots of blond feathered hair. I admit it, this is a look I actually kind of miss.
Here he is, striking a pose in Cold War thriller/comedy Gotcha (1985). You can’t see much of his clothes— well, apart from his suspiciously shiny leather bomber jacket and super preppy popped collar— but man, that hair! Classic.
Gotta love Bruce Boxleitner from Tron, in his feathered hair and gigantic rectangular early ’80s glasses!
Apparently in Kushiel’s Dart the big whorehouse is called “Night Court.” Seriously. Of course, I started thinking of the show Night Court and how John Laroquette would make a great pimp. He certainly wore some pimpin’ suits, as in this pic. Look at that pocket square! And those clashing stripes! The ’80s were certainly a great decade for clashing patterns.
No hot guys here, but I find this photo… sadly funny. It’s Goldie Hawn in the 1984 comedy Protocol, an extremely dated comedy about an innocent airhead who saves an emir’s life and becomes a diplomat. She ends up going to a Fictitious Arab Country with the unlikely name of Otah, and the Emir almost forces her to become his wife, because you know, because she’s a blonde and he’s a Lustful Arab Male. And then Hijinx Ensue!
Anyway, here’s a bunch of nebbishy looking guys in suits. Look, none of them are wearing American flag pins!
And here’s Bruce Boxleitner again in a 1984 promotional shot for Scarecrow & Mrs. King. Hellooo tight jeans! It was so sad, living through the ’90s and the first half of the ’00s, when jeans were universally baggy. I remembered when they were tight and showed off… a great deal.
I like his ’80s sporty parka and turtleneck too, but who’s looking at that? In any case, his cheap stretchy cloth belt amuses me.