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It’s been a while since we wrote something out, but life happens. And though we’ve been into a lot of different things lately, when Keanu came on Stephen Colbert and shared his views on what happens when we die, a swell of Keanu-is-awesome stories came out pouring on social media.

And though his off-screen persona has been documented extensively—how humble and down to earth and un-Hollywood he is—it’s doesn’t get old; especially with all the horrible things you can discover on your feeds.

So even if not all of us are on the same level of lunacy over Keanu (you can rank our obsession in a bit), there’s just something about him that makes him a really excellent dude.
 

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chinggay, macy, and patty

Keanu-adjacency

When Keanu broke out into the mainstream, I was on the cusp of adolescence. "Rush, Rush" came out when I was in Grade 6 and while the song did stick, the super handsome leading guy in the video didn’t really make a dent in my 12-year old life. Speed hit the cinemas a couple of years later in 1994 (I was a freshman in high school), only beginning to discover boys in real life and onscreen. My school at the time fixed a couple of parent-daughter days every so often, and I remember my best friend at the time going into a panic because you were supposed to discuss your crush with your parents and she didn’t want to tell them she had a thing for her next door neighbor. So when the topic was broached, she said her first crush was Keanu Reeves. From Speed.

While everyone was discovering Keanu beyond Bill & Ted’s, I was on a parallel path, crushing hard on his pal and contemporary, River Phoenix. They both had bands—Keanu’s was Dogstar and River’s was Aleka’s Attic. They both were kind of hippie dippie. They both had floppy hair. And they were both huge up and comers. Unfortunately, River’s career was cut short when he died in October 1993. and while the rest of my friends continued down the Keanu rabbit hole, I was left writing haikus grieving the loss of my first Hollywood love. Keanu and River did a movie together, My Own Private Idaho, which was a little too dark for my 14-year old taste (and is one of only two River movies I haven’t seen).

Keanu has stayed in the scene for years and like the rest of my friends, I’ve watched his career all these years. I stay a little distant because it still kind of makes me feel bad that River isn’t around anymore, but I pay attention because Keanu is Keanu. How could I not. And even for someone who remains Keanu-adjacent, I have to admit it’s hard to ignore him. I supplied the bootleg copy of Little Buddha for my high school world religions class. The first R-rated movie I sneaked into watch in the cinemas was Dracula, where his accent did not bother me at all. I scoffed at that crushing-the-grapes scene in A Walk in the Clouds and reacted exactly the same way with The Lake House. I slept through the entire Matrix trilogy in my college years. And squealed in utter delight when he appeared in Something’s Gotta Give with Maroon 5’s Sunday Morning playing in the background.

For someone who isn’t as invested in Keanu as everyone else is and who takes all of his movies with a grain of salt, my favorite Keanu role is his recent turn as an absolute neurotic in Destination Wedding. Surprising, maybe. 

I think the best part of Keanu is his off-screen persona, which, thanks to Twitter I’ve been tracking for some time now. I wonder if River would have been that cool if he’d stuck around long enough to be here today. Doesn’t matter though, the world has Keanu and I think we’re all lucky for it.

—C.

Keen on Keanu

I can’t quite recall what my first encounter was with the totally crushable Keanu Reeves. Sure, I’ve seen The Matrix—who hasn’t? I’ve probably seen Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. I’ve watched Speed on cable multiple times and The Lake House on DVD (remember when you had a suki in Greenhills or Metrowalk?). I’ve never seen a single John Wick film.

So, I did a deep dive into his filmography on IMDB to trace the roots of my ~casual~ crush on Keanu, which has been reignited because of the collective swooning on the internet lately. I mean, how can you not join in on the kilig, right?

Sweet November was a heart-wrenching movie that made me cry and fall in love in equal parts. It was my first encounter with what would later be known as sicktopia. Yeah, you know the one where two people fall in love before discovering one of them is dying.

After that, I recall seeing The Day the Earth Stood Still and 47 Ronin in the cinema, both for press screenings. Both were, of course, terrible. And to be honest, I don’t even remember Keanu’s performance in either. Maybe I consciously tried to forget?

Scrolling through his IMDB page, I almost forgot about To the Bone, which I had seen on Netflix when it was still pretty new. I only knew that it starred Lily Collins as a young woman struggling with her body. She gets admitted into a group home and I was surprised to see that the unconventional doctor who runs it was played by Keanu. I remember thinking, he can’t be that old. Is he? And then, he still looks good.

In the midst of my To All the Boys blackhole, I chanced upon a movie called SPF-18, which starred Peter K as a soul-searching conflicted artist-surfer who was house-sitting a celebrity’s beach house. The movie was horrible (I still sat through the whole thing, anyway), but I got a kick out of Keanu’s cameo. I proceeded to message all my friends to watch this strange movie if only for Keanu. 

When the trailer for Destination Wedding came out, my friends and I were excited. Winona Ryder and Keanu Reeves, what could go wrong? While I didn’t love it, like all of Keanu’s movies—terrible or otherwise—I sat through all of it and pored through the press interviews I could find. Somehow, real-life Keanu makes up for everything.

When he made a surprise appearance at the end of the Always Be My Maybe trailer, I sent it to the usual suspects, and we spiraled into feel-good Keanu stories—most of which you can find at the end of this newsletter. It doesn’t even matter how many scenes he’s in in this one. I will probably watch until the end and find all the videos of real-life Keanu after.  

—M.
 

The Ebb and Flow of Keanu

As a kid, I watched a lot of movies with my parents on laser disc. We didn’t have a VCR player right away but for some reason, we had a laser disc and I always looked forward to going to the corner store to go rent movies with all my siblings. 

Because we were so plenty, we were allowed to choose one laser disc each and it was a great way to discover different movie genres because everyone had their own tastes. I distinctly remember my mom choosing A Walk in the Clouds and my dad choosing The Replacements—though I’m not exactly clear on the chronology of them being taken home. 

But what was clear to me was that Keanu Reeves was a dreamboat. Despite our crazy 23-year age difference (how scandalous!), he endeared himself to me from the chocolate salesman to the substitute quarterback to the devil incarnate (I had to close my eyes for a lot of The Devil’s Advocate). 

Until then, my world was a Leonardo Di Caprio fest but he was too unattainable—he was the King of the World after all, and most of my friends liked him, too. But Keanu with his dark hair and intense gaze was older, and less popular and therefore had less competition—in my very weird teenage brain. 

Thank god the internet was dial up and scarcer back then because I didn’t know much about him unless I binge-read People magazine back issues that my aunt would bring home from the US. Though he wasn’t ever the cover of the most beautiful issue or the sexiest man alive, every tidbit I’d get from the newspaper or from TV interviews were so cherished. He was so well-spoken and thoughtful and just not that into the fame thing without being obnoxious about it. 

So when The Matrix came out and suddenly, it felt like I had more competition, it also felt nice to see him more often. Entertainment Weekly featured him on the cover a lot more and talk shows multiplied exponentially. I had reached Nirvana. 

Though he never reached peaked heartthrob in my young teenage heart—his constant presence was an ebb (save us from 47 Ronin) and flow (with Something’s Gotta Give) depending on the movies he made. It was nice to know he would always be there. 

And now, in my 30s, it’s so lovely to rediscover him again and enjoy all the nice guy stories of this elusive actor who has somehow awakened the fangirl fire in me. The summer of Keanu is upon us (thanks to John Wick 3, Always Be My Maybe, and Toy Story 4) and I can’t wait. Whoa, indeed. 


—P.

Required reading

Keanu stories—the best of the best.
When he reveals his mutual crushing on Speed and The Lake House co-star Sandra Bullock.
Even Stephen Colbert is
stunned.
Puppies. That's all you need to know.
If you look as good as he does, there's really
no need for outfit changes.
In case you didn't already know, The One is a Virgo.
 
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