Will Friedle
One of the better things to have come out of my Jason Marsden obsession is my discovery of Will Friedle.
Yes, I did live in a hole for the first decade of my life.
Yeah, so I watched Boy Meets World some when it first came on, and I always meant to watch it more often, but I never remembered to. You can bet that I remembered when I found out that Jason Marsden had been in a few episodes, though. That was about the same time that I suddenly started remembering to watch Kim Possible because I heard that Jason was in a few episodes of it, too.
It was not long at all before I fell in love with Ron. I would extol his virtues, but you can see them on his page. And not long after I started glomping Ron, the Boy Meets World reruns that I was watching moved into season three – Eric’s senior year. It was so heavily centered on Eric’s string of disappointments that I couldn’t possibly keep from falling for him, too. Well, his unfortunate situation and his hair ;^)
Friedle really is fabulous. He’s terribly energetic and routinely gets cast in roles that allow this quality to be displayed quite often. I have a serious Thing for eyebrows, and his are some of my absolute favourites – they’re so full of expression, and they never seem to sit still. Unfortunately, facial expressions don’t necessarily come across as well in animation (some characters manage it, but I’d give my left pinky toe* to see an animator who could do Friedle’s justice). Lucky for us, Friedle also has the most amazing inflections this side of Jason Marsden. Inflections plus eyebrows equal lots of grinning, giggling, and generally making it difficult to carry on a conversation with my mother (who keeps calling during BMW).
So, in short, Will Friedle is adorable, funny, intelligent, has great taste in friends, and totally has my vote as the nineties teen heartthrob most deserving of the attention. He even got me to sit through My Date with the President’s Daughter, which says something. Something about me. And how pathetic I am.
Oh, yeah, and he’s been in some other stuff. Batman Beyond and...H-E-Double Hockey Sticks or something. You know about IMDb. Go talk to them.
Toss that gorgeous hair out of your face and get out of here
*It really wouldn’t be too much of a problem giving it up. Pinky toes are kind of useless, anyway, and they really bloody hurt when you stub them.
Page written October 26, 2004 at about 2 AM. I need to stop writing these things late at night.
