Rugged, strong and painfully masculine, Mr. Butler brings a sexy salt-n-sweat appeal to the big screen and reminds us of Sean Connery when he was ordering his cocktails shaken, not stirred.

In a world full of manicured, waxed and pore-refined men,  it’s kind of yummy to come across a man who seems far more interested in cigars,  poker and soccer than keeping his cuticle’s trimmed. And if he brunches, it’s only as a gift to you, and you’re going with bed head–if you know what I mean.

Sigh.

Swoon.

Faint.