Look, it’s not that I need to be right. Honestly, I don’t. It’s just that, if you say something for long enough, and have enough patience, you become right, without knowing it. 

 

I remember a time when people used to tell me that Colin Farrell was – well, people had all kinds of unflattering opinions that were either class-based or sex-shaming (remember, this is a man who had a ‘brawl’ in the bedroom with Britney Spears for several weeks ), but I think it’s clear who’s come out on top here. 

The man is talented. Beautiful. Charming. And thoughtful and generous with his airtime: 

Can I ask you just to think about Carolina in Craft Services (never ‘Crafty’, please), who’s sitting at home (or more likely, at work on set) and wondering what in the f-ck has happened when her phone starts blowing up?! There are a million Carolinas on every set, each one totally essential to the maddening job of having to get a movie made, but they don’t usually get mentioned, and certainly not in this effusive, genuine way. And look at that grin the whole time! 

 

Yes, okay, it made me kind of thirsty. Or, not ‘made’. His vibes and his smile and his whole… thing… continue to make me appreciate the fact that this is a real treat of a person, yes, even in spite of the fact that in certain lights his hair seemed to be recovering from some sort of Sun-In run in… you can see it here, in this charming if inexplicable lovefest with Billy Bush: 

But he was far from the only delight we got to see last night. I love how certain trends happen first in a trickle, then a whisper – and then all the way OUT LOUD. Case in point: men at formal events in Hollywood went from a hushed ‘we can wear not just black’ to “WATCH US WEAR ALL THE THINGS!” 

 

It’s my assertion, for example, that Glen Powell has chosen to wear a brown shirt with a black tux jacket. Which I love! Good creative choice, props to the stylist! 

But if for some reason this look didn’t do it for his fans, or someone needed to be convinced to take a second look at another charming, talented dude with a killer smile, how about when he brought not one, but both of his parents to the carpet? Who’s immune now, huh? 

Look at them being all proud, and him being proud that they’re proud! You’d never guess they had words upstairs in the hotel suite because his shirt didn’t match! (I kid. I have no idea whether this happened, but parents are parents, even when their child is going to the Golden Globes, one assumes.)

 

Eddie Redmayne also has a tilted take on monochrome with his checkered suit – I’m inclined to call it windowpane, but I believe in that case the ‘windows’ are supposed to be larger? Patterning experts, care to weigh in? 

That Colman Domingo looks amazing in a silk scarf tie (second sartorial question: is it a cravat if you don’t tie it in cravat fashion?) is no big news, but it doesn’t make the look any less amazing: 

I feel like his rings and earrings and that feather pin in his lapel (which makes it a trend, I think, combined with Ayo Edebiri’s feather tie) mean this outfit is all in the details, and we didn’t get enough time to digest them all! But life comes at you fast when you have his wardrobe, I guess… and the night before, he manages to bring back everyone’s favourite moment of December, his Actors on Actors with Kieran Culkin, who are now our favourite best-friends-to-be, while also killing it in paisley? Come on man! We’re already in your thrall, have a bit of mercy! 

Then we come to Andrew Scott, whose colour palate is not dissimilar from Jeremy Strong’s – minus, you know, the hat and eyewear – but who said he thought the look was ‘giving Smurf’. You know he was pleased with that, too – like, nobody wears this if they don’t want to be talked about. Which is GREAT! Let’s see more of it!  Small digression: One of the great but underappreciated moments in Nobody Wants This was Adam Brody’s character admitting he wanted to be seen as charming and stylish. Shouldn’t be revolutionary, but it still seems new! Let’s work to eradicate false modesty about men’s appearance, or its cousin, anonymity-via-tuxedo!

 

Which brings us to the last man, the one who put exactly as much effort into his look as we always expect from the women. A man who had a goal and set out to accomplish it… 

That’s right, you know exactly who I’m talking about: 

Andrew Garfield knows exactly what he’s doing here. The shirt is open just enough to see that emerald amulet that obviously holds his secrets. The green suit isn’t even the only green suit we saw tonight, I don’t think – it’s just the one that made, if I may, The Most Impact. 

I searched long and hard to find a video that gave an adequate view of those front vents in the pants. Do you see those, over the loafers? Really take them in: 

Then, after you watched that several times (don’t lie to me because I know you did, and while we’re at it, don’t lie to me and tell me you’ve always thought he was hot, because I know there have been years when I was the only one) you might have moved on to the broadcast, where we were treated to this: 

Don’t tell me that’s not a practiced move! He even managed to make his shirt a little tighter as he slides his hand in his pocket. Don’t tell me he doesn’t know what he’s doing! In fact, he did the same glasses move outside on the carpet, when some of the online community’s attention was diverted:

 

That is practiced! 

That is purposeful!

He knows exactly how good he looks, because he’s been working on this move in his mirror, in his car on the ride over… he knows what he’s doing here, just as he would if he were trying to do something this sexy and attractive onscreen! 

But I don’t want to let the fact that it’s consciously done get in the way of it being utterly amazing. Deliciously sexy, even, on this bleak winter morning? Sure. Because, lest this in any way come off as though it’s a callout, I want to be clear that I feel nothing for Andrew Garfield, and his fellow fellows, but praise and excitement. Finally, we get men being straightforward about wanting to be thirsted for, transparent about loving fashion for all it’s myriad benefits, candid about the fact that it’s fun to be feeling yourself, because at this point in the apocalypse (of the industry, of the globe, of democracy, take your pick) it’s gratifying to know we still have some pleasant surprises ahead. Equal opportunity aesthetic appreciation is better than it’s ever been.

I suspect Andrew Garfield is about to be very busy on the presenting circuit for the next couple months, if he wasn’t already…