Keanu Reeves is a good egg. In an age of #MeToo and Surviving R. Kelly, it’s hard to have any confidence in a man with a modicum of wealth and power, but if you need any safe harbor to put your faith into a celebrity, I think Keanu Reeves is as safe a bet as they come.
So it shouldn’t come as a surprise that my ’90s teen-idol, Winona Ryder, refers to him as her “husband.”
Can you blame her?
boo, sorry, husband, Keanu explain:
Here’s the difference between when Winona calls Keanu “husband” and when I call him “husband”: he acknowledges her.
I mean, that’s fine. He’s probably known her longer. Well…I mean, he does know her, and our paths have yet to cross, but hopefully someday.
I can’t even fault her for holding on to the fact that a priest ran through a “real” wedding ceremony, on set, almost 30 years ago when they were filming a movie together so that makes them “married” in the loosest sense of term. If I were her, I’d do the same thing too! Who in their right mind wouldn’t?!
Here’s the thing about Winona—she’s co-starred with some of the hottest dudes of the ’80s and ’90s, including my teen dream sensation Michael Schoeffling (aka Jake Ryan) in the criminally underrated Mermaids.
…and yet? Keanu is the one who still holds her heart.
That means something, friends. I don’t want to read too much into it, but like I said, Winona Ryder was the celebrity I most admired as a teenager in the ’90s, so I already like her. If Keanu has her longstanding seal of approval, above all others, then he must be a good egg.
I only hope that he insists that no more dogs be killed in the John Wick franchise, because my heart wants to follow him everywhere, and while I can handle Patrick Swayze surfing himself to death, I cannot handle another dog going to where all good boys and girls go. Please Keanu, as Winona’s husband, and my spiritual husband, make it so.
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