People often ask me where I get my inspiration for my writing. And, as unglamorous as it may sound, ideas come to me most frequently in the most mundane of circumstances. Like last night, while attempting (unsuccessfully) to fall asleep and weighing whether I should just give it up and read, a random thought popped into my head.
Matt. That’s it — probably helped along by the fact that we had just watched Promised Land with Matt Damon. It occurred to me just how many Matts have enhanced my TV and movie viewing and how I adore them all.
Matt Damon. Mr. Good-Matt-Hunting. Ruthless in The Talented Mr. Ripley. Adorable in Oceans 11 (and 12 and 13). Killer (literally and figuratively) in the Bourne franchise. Vulnerable and sexy in We Bought a Zoo. Conscience-stricken in the aforementioned Promised Land. And a real-life father to 4 little girls. Could he be any more perfect?
Matthew Perry. My favorite Friend, with arguably some of the best lines in TV comedy. Loved him in The West Wing. Applauded him in the short-lived Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Charmed by him in Go On. Seems like a really good guy. Makes my heartstrings go “Bing!”
Matt Bomer. If you haven’t seen White Collar, you’re missing the smoothest, coolest, smartest thief /con man-turned-FBI-asset ever. Quick-thinking, incredibly handsome, a Renaissance man knowledgeable about a million topics — with a wardrobe worthy of GQ. Except maybe for that somewhat unique accessory — an ankle bracelet.
Matt Houston. Okay, not a real guy but a 1980s private eye (from Texas) played by Lee Horsley. This guy had all the moves, with a sexy smile and Magnum-inspired mustache to match. He always got the bad guys (and the girls, both good and bad) — all with that irresistible, Southern-gentleman style. Gave Bobby Ewing a run for the money in my book.
Add in Matthew Goode, Matt LeBlanc, Matthew McConaughey — and you do the math. We’re talking magnetism personified.
Multiplied by a factor of Matt.
© 2014 Claudia Grossman