What is it about Hollywood? They always take a dissolute, dispicable fictional character and have him played onscreen by an Olympian beauty. Mr. Darcy: Colin Firth. Humbert Humbert: Jeremy Irons. The Penguin: Danny Devito. And the list goes on and on and on.
I suppose it has something to do with a paying audience sympathizing more with a dissolute, degenerate scallywag if he’s good-looking.
“Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life.” Aldous Huxley