Chris Pratt

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^Guys with the name Chris tend to be of the hotter sort.  

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^ Yep, that name is something special xD!

 

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^ Yep, that name is something special xD!

 

 

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Chris Pratt shows off his super hot body while going shirtless during a trip to Hawaii last week to celebrate the Thanksgiving holiday.

 

 

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Awww

 

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I would watch that movie only because of him.

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If someone could find this whole spread and in HQ that would be great

 

GQ June 2015

 

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When I arrive at the house in the Hollywood Hills that Chris Pratt shares with his wife, the comic actress Anna Faris, and their 2 1/2-year-old son, Jack, Pratt has just returned from a long early-morning bike ride. He is getting in shape for three forthcoming movies and also preparing for a triathlon in a few weeks' time, something he was talked into by a good friend, a Navy Seal whom he met while making Zero Dark Thirty. This is the sort of thing you might expect from the new Chris Pratt—the one who posts six-pack selfies on Instagram, the one whose last movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, grossed nearly $800 million worldwide and re-invented him from a bumbling, chubby sitcom sidekick into everyone's favorite new movie star (a status he hopes to bolster with this month's Jurassic World). In other words, the one who has undergone a parallel physical and professional transformation without obvious precedent in Hollywood.

Pratt's road here, to this career and this body, has been unlikely and meandering. When he first auditioned for movies in his early twenties he would try out for all kinds of roles, but he soon fell into the first of the two stereotypical parts that would fill up his next decade. "Typically, I was getting typecast as the bad boyfriend. The boyfriend of the girl who you hope ends up with the guy you like. That was my bread and butter for a long time," he says. He's had a quick shower and has lit a cigar—some combination of late-morning pleasure and character prep for his next movie, The Magnificent Seven. "Looking back, I think I know why. Physically, I looked like an asshole."

What do you mean?

"I looked like the guy—like Johnny in The Karate Kid, you know?"

Slowly he worked to at least make these roles funnier. "I always had thought my strongest ability was improvisational comedy," he says. "I was always adding stuff to scenes and the directors would be like, 'Come on, man, no, don't do that.' And then that stuff would make the cut. And I was like, 'I knew it! I knew I was funnier than that stupid fucking director, and he didn't know what the fuck he was talking about! I knew it!' "

Soon Pratt was actually being cast for his comic instincts. And with the greater emphasis on comedy came a gradual physical transformation, one that became unavoidably apparent to him as he watched himself on-screen early in the second season of Parks and Recreation. "I saw myself and I thought, 'Wow, I'm getting fat.' And then immediately I was like, 'This is the funniest...' I was making myself laugh. I was: 'That's where it's at. There's no one doing that. No one being like a super-confident dumb fat guy.' So I started." He told the showrunner that he wanted to get even larger, and was enthusiastically encouraged to do so. "So I just got fatter," he says, "and the laughs kept coming, and it was funnier and funnier. And in that moment I was like, 'Oh great, I found my niche—this is paying better than the asshole-boyfriend parts.' "

If you read or watch the interviews Chris Pratt did in the comedy years, he played the part of the happy plump man to perfection. But he may just have been fooling us and fooling himself at the same time. "I'm sure I was the first guy in line to buy that line of bullshit," he says now. "I also understood that there was value to it—my comedic nature understood the irony of a super-happy fat sweaty guy who is completely confident and accepting of who he was. That's fascinating to people. I mean, I was never as big as Chris Farley, but you look at Chris Farley—that's what made him so magical. Because other people look just like him, and they're like, 'Why is this guy not crippled with self-doubt? Fuck, that's awesome. I wish I could feel that way.' Well, I don't think Chris Farley did feel that way. I think he killed himself with drugs and alcohol and buried himself in an addiction to hide the fact that he didn't feel what he was projecting on the outside. I think that's often the case with comedians."

In the past year or two, Pratt, who turns 36 this month, has become more candid about casting those years in a less joyful light, explaining that the highlights of his days were the eating and drinking but that the rest wasn't so good, that he felt physically and mentally sluggish and "didn't feel too great about who I was."

He nods when I bring this up and elaborates. "My bones ached, I had cardiovascular issues, I was unhealthy, I was feeling rotten."

So for instance, would you openly discuss with your wife, say: "I wish my body wasn't like this—I don't want to be like this"?

"Yeah. But she was so okay with it. Probably in many ways preferred me that way."

Why?

"I think I was outwardly having more fun. I was more fun to be around, probably. That image that I was casting, to convince people that I was okay, was a really fun person to hang around. Now I have less fun. I focus more. She doesn't get to cook for me the way she used to." He laughs. "I was like a great pet fat guy."

Does she actively complain that you're less fun?

"No, she understands and she just supports me regardless. I think that part of her is hedging her bets that one day I'll be fat again, and she'll say, 'Remember, honey, I always told you I preferred you this way.' She's probably just playing the long game."

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An aside about nudity: What were you like as a young kid?

"Obnoxious. I was obnoxious, really hyperactive, disruptive...but also Dad was very, very strict, so if I got yelled at, I would stay silent for a long period of time. I was really sensitive. I cried a lot. I was a crybaby for a long time. And kind of perverted. I was like a little perv."

In what way?

"I was a jokester, I had a dirty mind, and a dirty sense of humor. And I was naked a lot. I was naked all the time. It was just recently, in the last few years since I've become an adult, that I've learned to keep my clothes on. And even then, I really haven't. I got yelled at by NBC for getting naked. [While filming multiple takes of a Parks and Recreation scene in which he was supposed to shock Amy Poehler by being naked in a doorway, in one take he did it for real.] I got suspended from the track team in high school for getting naked on the track bus. I was always getting naked. I thought it was hilarious. I didn't understand how somebody could be so offended by me just taking my junk out."

Did NBC explain it to you?

"They did—they sent me a letter. HR sent me a letter. Someone obviously must have complained about it or something. I guess now that I don't work for them, I can make fun of it, but part of the letter was saying, like, 'Also, don't mock this. Just so we're clear, you're being reprimanded, and don't go around talking about how this is funny.' [it was] the take they fucking used, by the way, that made the air, and was hilarious, so I was totally right, but apparently if you want to get naked there's certain protocols you have to take to prevent people from being offended—you have to give them the opportunity to not see it. But that's how I was in high school, too. I remember walking into the coach's office with just a sock on. Not on my feet. And I was like, 'Hey, Coach, can I talk to you?' And they were like, 'Jesus, God!' " He grins. "I liked making people feel uncomfortable."

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Guardians of the Galaxy was the making of Pratt, but however effortless it may have seemed on-screen, the movie's deft combination of action and comedy, sincerity and levity, didn't come easily.

"[Guardians director] James Gunn had a hard time working with me for about the first half of the movie," Pratt explains. "He'll say—and I wouldn't want to be quoted [sounding like I was] saying this about myself—I'm a much more cerebral person than you may expect. You may see this guy who's sort of like goofy and funny and doesn't give two shits, but really I'm thinking a lot, in my head below the surface." Too much, in fact, so that sometimes Pratt would lose track of the natural instincts Gunn had liked. "It's a little bit like a Venus flytrap," says Pratt. "If you stick your finger in and it closes, it takes like a week to open back up. So he had a hard time working with me because he'd tell me something, or I'd do something, and the next thing you know he couldn't get me back to where I started originally."

"I think that he had gotten a lot of success over the past few years being the funny sidekick," says Gunn, "which means that he always has to juggle to entertain everybody. And the truth is, Chris didn't trust himself to just be Chris Pratt—and how desirable that is to an audience."

"I thought I was bad," Pratt concurs. "I thought I was doing bad acting. I would just think: My bullshit meter's going off. This screams inauthentic to me." Pratt says that Gunn had little patience with this. "He's like, 'Who gives a shit what you think? I don't fucking care!' "

He'd literally say that?

"Yes! He'd be, 'It's not your fucking movie, dude, it's mine! Trust me and shut the fuck up and do what the fuck I tell you, and scream it!' He's like, 'More! Louder!' I would get pissy because as an actor, you sometimes hate that direction: Louder, faster. But it's true—sometimes you have to be louder, speak more clearly, let the words do the work, and just get out of the way."

"I think being the center of focus on the actual movie set," says Gunn, "and having to learn this balance, which I think he had never learned before, of both allowing himself to be the center of attention while simultaneously realizing in what areas he is completely unimportant—that's what being a movie star is, and it's a very difficult balance for someone to learn."

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An aside about Kim Kardashian: Pratt made a steady stream of movies early in his career, but few of them are memorable in any particularly good way. A representative example is 2009's Deep in the Valley, in which Pratt's character and a friend find themselves magically transported to a world inhabited by porn stars continually acting out stereotypical porn-film scenarios. "First time I was ever number one on the call sheet," he says. "But, uh, it is not good."

In the film, Pratt had a brief, lewd scene with Kim Kardashian, who played a kind of porn-world bouncer. ("She'd never really done an acting gig before," he says. "She was so fucking sweet, and she was nervous.") Years later he ran into Kardashian on an airplane, but by then he was hoping she wouldn't notice him because now he had a new embarrassment he wished to sidestep. While filming an episode of Parks and Recreation, Pratt—or his character, Andy—had ad-libbed a joke about her that he knew would never go in the show because it was too rude. "It was a very, very funny joke," he says. But it was also one he immediately thought shouldn't be heard in public, and so he had the foresight to request that it not be used on any future DVD gag reel.

The clip nonetheless surfaced, and Pratt says that it has become one of Andy's most viewed moments online. (He was told they'd forgotten his request and he says he received an apology.) "So it's really kind of a bummer," says Pratt. "She probably doesn't know or doesn't care, I'm sure, but I don't like to make jokes at other people's expense, if I can help it." He stops himself and reframes this rule more realistically. "I like to keep my jokes about people safely way behind their backs. I'm a shit-talker, but if I'm gonna make a joke at someone's expense, I'll do it so that they can never hear it."

And so I suspect he'd prefer the joke to remain unrepeated here. But for the record, it went like this:

Amy Poehler's and Rashida Jones's characters are addressing a group of people, discussing good comeback stories. Seabiscuit, the Mighty Ducks, Robert Downey Jr., and Rocky are all mentioned before, to general bemusement, Andy offers his own suggestion.

"Kim Kardashian?" he pipes up.

"Well...," says Poehler—in character dubious and out of character clearly wondering where he is going with this—but then Pratt, with guileless nonchalance, explains:

"In the video she gets come on her back, I think."

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You might imagine that Pratt's approach to actually doing his job would be a mixture of diligent and devil-may-care instinctual, but it turns out that he employs a number of fairly unorthodox acting methods. It's when we are talking about Delivery Man, the 2013 Vince Vaughn movie in which Pratt bulked up to 295 pounds for a supporting role as a failed lawyer, that he unveils the first of these.

"I came up with some awesome techniques on that movie that I still use," he declares. "Some awesome techniques for acting that I think I might have invented." Techniques, he explains, that are based on how the different wavelengths of color can affect you. "In that movie, I used bright orange, like a blaze orange, as a reminder that my [character's] mother doesn't believe in me and that she believes I'm a failure," he explains. On the set, he would then sequester orange Post-it notes out of camera shot. "Then," he says, "it would catch my attention halfway through the scene, and it would affect me emotionally underneath."

Pratt also uses music in his acting, which in itself is not so unusual, though perhaps not many actors store 110 pieces of music in their phones under the title "Acting Music," subdivided into five categories: "Love," "Sadness," "Wonderment," "Action," and the vaguely mysterious "Volume Five." (Volume Five turns out to be "a collection of kind of all of them.") Pratt then rechristens each separate piece of music—typically an instrumental from a past movie soundtrack—with its own new name to describe the emotion it encapsulates, so that within "Sadness," for instance, you can find "Ethereal Reaction," "The Long Walk," "European Town in Ruins," "Wonder of Life," "Leaving Home," and "Brother's Funeral."

The way Pratt sees acting, the "three legs of the acting table" are your body, your voice, and "the rhythm of your spirit"; he finds this music collection particularly useful with the third of these. "It's hard to manipulate the rhythm of your spirit," he points out. "That's something I've been thinking a lot about. Like, I had road rage just yesterday...."

And here Chris Pratt launches into a story about yesterday's road rage. He tells this story as a way of explaining how real-life experiences yield information that he can use as an actor, but you might also learn other things from it—for instance, about how fiercely, and not so far beneath Pratt's abundant charm and warmth, anger is bubbling away.

The story is about how he was cut off on the freeway, and his realization, in the midst of his fury, that this was a prime opportunity for Chris Pratt the actor to learn something about how real anger is expressed. He explains how he told himself not to hold back: " 'Just get mad. Just get fucking pissed at this cunt who just cut you off. This fucking bitch.' I was so mad. It cost me twenty minutes, because she wouldn't let me get over, and then I'm fucking on some other freeway going the wrong way. I'm running late. I was so pissed. And part of me was, 'Okay, great, this is great research—what do you look and sound like right now?' "

When I ask a bit more about the traffic incident that triggered all of this, though, Pratt first echoes his original story ("She cut me off, fucking bitch—I was mad as hell"), but then his account takes an unexpected turn: "No, I'm sure she didn't. It was probably my fault for not paying attention. I've got a terrible sense of direction. My mind is constantly wandering, and I get lost all the time. I go to the same diner for fifteen years, I'm driving my wife there, and she's like, 'Honey, I think you might want to take this right here.' I'll end up in fucking Downtown. I do this all the time. It's kind of a bad habit."

For Jurassic World, he used another new acting technique, one he stumbled onto online. It's a technique where you think about which animal your character would be, and then use that information to determine which part of the body your character leads with when he moves. For this film, Pratt determined that the appropriate animal would be a dolphin. "They lead with their foreheads," he explains.

On Jurassic World, all of Pratt's ideas and approaches were combined into a kind of mantra that he would repeat to himself just before the camera rolled: "Flow core, no TC, volume up point five, Eric Church." Eric Church to remind him of "Dark Side," a song by Church that Pratt was listening to over and over, and the darkness in this character it encapsulated. "Flow core" to remind him of his posture when he was paddleboarding. "Volume up point five" to remind him to make his voice slightly louder. "No TC" to remind him to lead with his forehead, in a formulation only a formerly fat man would think to use: No triple chin.

I tell Pratt I have a hunch that very few movie stars Google for acting tips.

"Maybe they won't talk about it," he says. "Maybe that's my next lesson—just stop talking about it and be like, 'Oh, I don't know what it is.... It's just a gift, I guess.' "

He concedes that not all his directors encourage his search for new tricks. James Gunn, he says, tells him, "You always have a new thing you're doing—just stop."

Gunn demurs at the "stop" part but says, "Chris is a man of insights, and he's always having these big insights—he's got a new idea every day about everything."

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For most of their time together, Faris has been the more famous one (a renown that reached its peak with The House Bunny), and I ask Pratt whether it's weird in a marriage like this how the fame balance keeps readjusting itself.

"Mmm," he considers, "I think it probably could affect... I think it's something you have to manage. It's a little different, because she's achieved enough to hang her hat on for her life, anyways. She's done really amazing things—she's always gonna be known for really funny and great work, critically acclaimed work and successful stuff." But he certainly remembers what it was like to be the less feted member of a Hollywood couple. "I've had those moments," he says, "where I was like the guy holding the purse at events and people just looked right through me. And, you know, actors come up and just blatantly hit on my wife in front of me and don't even look at me. I'm like, 'What the fuck, dude?' I can think of exactly who they are, too, and I hope they fucking audition for Guardians of the Galaxy." (A sequel, the first of at least two that Pratt says are already planned, begins filming next February.) There are others whose transgressions he hasn't forgotten: "Also, producers and studio people now who will come up to me and treat me the same way that they were treating Anna. They're like, 'I always knew...' I'm like, 'Is that right? That's interesting, because you fucking stared right through me the last time....' "

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An aside about poop photos: You and Nick Offerman really send each other photos of each other's poop?

Pratt laughs. "Yeah."

Still?

"Not like every poop, but if it's special enough. I sent him a picture of a giant turd on his birthday, and I said, 'You guys have the same birthday.' Adam Scott and I send each other goofy shit a lot, too. I've sent some dumps to Adam, and he sent some to me."

I guess I should ask why.

"Because we're buddies and it makes us laugh."

What makes a particular movement sendable?

"If it's shaped like a letter—that qualifies. Like, one time I had one that was three pieces that landed in the shape of an N—I was like, 'Gotta send that to Nick—it's his first initial!' If it's extra...the size. You know, some poops are unremarkable, and some you take pictures of and send them to Nick Offerman."

How do you feel when you receive a new one?

"Respect. That's how we are. You know how we know we respect the poops? Because we'll send them, not even a single square of toilet paper in the photo. We won't desecrate the art by obscuring even a corner of it with a piece of toilet paper. Which means that we will get up and take the photo before we wipe our ass, just out of sheer respect for the piece."

You feel like this might be a lifetime pursuit?

"I think so. I'll probably always send Nick one on his birthday."★

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Pratt tells me he hasn't even seen Jurassic World yet. "They've asked me if I wanted to come see it, and I'm, 'Are all the dinosaurs completely done?' " he says. "You only get to see it for the first time once." But mostly he's looking to the future. He met with James Gunn this week to be briefed on the Guardians sequel for the first time. "I got teary-eyed," he says. "He's so fucking smart and peculiar." (Gunn declined to share the whole plot, Pratt says: "He just knows me too well to tell me too much.")

In turn, Gunn tells me this: "I said before we ever started shooting Guardians that Chris Pratt's the biggest movie star in the world, it's just that people don't know it yet. And that's the case." As more people begin to share this opinion, one consequence is the way Pratt is routinely reported to be involved in multiple other new projects, often with a conviction that is confusing to him, given how wrong these reports typically are.

For instance, there is the widely and confidently reported story that he will be the next Indiana Jones. Pratt was on a four-day hunt on a Texas ranch when his manager and agent called to say that this "fact" had exploded all over the Internet. "And so I came home, and then there was paparazzi asking me about it and people asking me to sign Indiana Jones pictures and Indiana Jones hats," he says. The truth, as far as he is concerned, is that someone high up at Disney did mention to him a while back that they were picking up the rights to Indiana Jones, to which Pratt commented that his action-adventure card was fairly full. (If Jurassic World does well, there will be sequels. And for the record, this is how he describes, almost more to himself than to me, his future Guardians of the Galaxy obligations: "...I'm tied to doing three more, or five more, Guardians of the Galaxy or whatever it is, you know, two more Guardians plus another couple..." I think this means he is committed to at least two sequels, as well as spin-off projects where his character will appear with other Marvel characters.) But as it happens, he's also been around Steven Spielberg a fair bit recently (Spielberg produced Jurassic World), both before and after this rumor broke. "I just didn't bring it up and he didn't bring it up," he says, "so I don't know."

Similarly, it's also been rumored recently that he will appear in a Channing Tatum-produced Ghostbusters remake. Even less likely. "No one has ever even spoken to me about that," he says. "Never. I've even seen Channing a couple times. As far as I know, that's complete bullshit." He ticks off others. "Knight Rider—bullshit. All of them." As we talk, a photo comes through on his phone. His son. "My son went to the dentist for the first time today," he says. "Oh, my God, he's smiling. Oh, sweet boy!" Pratt tells me that he and Faris would like more kids. "I had siblings, so did Anna—we both dream of it. Jack should have the gift of a little person to push around, whether we have kids or potentially have a surrogate or adopt kids. He was premature, and Anna's 38, so the idea of going through that again—that was tough, and I think, like, that's something to truly consider."

Either way, he clearly thinks of Jack as a kind of reality check. "I have a feeling I'll be tested and I'll have to prove to him that he's more important to me than show business," says Pratt, "and I feel I'll be ready to pass that test. You know, if it means not being Indiana Jones or if it means turning down a big paycheck so that I can go camping for the weekend, being difficult with my contract so that I can be let out, and it means the quality of the film goes down because I'm not there to give everything, then so be it. And if it means retiring early and getting a ranch somewhere and just bird hunting, that's kind of what I secretly want to do anyways, so"—he laughs—"that'll be sweet."

But how much do you secretly want to do it? Because you can do it if you want to.

"We'll see. I don't know. I think I would do it and then three months later I would be tired of bird hunting and I would be like '...Guardians Ten?' "

 

http://www.gq.com/entertainment/celebrities/201506/chris-pratt-cover-story

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If someone could find this whole spread and in HQ that would be great

 

GQ June 2015

 

:drool:  I love him. He's a good actor and i'm so excited to see him in Jurassic World 

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^He is a good actor and hes just so goofy and hilarious. And HES SO HOT

 

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I agree Katchitup, with all you said! ^

 

His EW cover shot... swoon.

 

 

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^DAMN!

 

Some more from the shoot  (once again if anybody can find more or HQ that would be great ) 

 

 

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I love that he is unapologetic in being a goof ball.  it's a highly attractive trait to me.  Fact, it's one of the things that made me fall for my hubby.

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^Yep. That alone, his charisma, when watching him talk. He's just so cool, down to earth and you can tell its all genuine. He was still cute even when he was a little heavier (which I really never minded honestly) but add muscles on top of that beefiness and 

 

I like hearing him talk about his family too. These are cute

 

 

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If someone could find this whole spread and in HQ that would be great

 

GQ June 2015

 

 

Peggy Sirota photos (not quite HQ)

 

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''Jurassic World'' premiere, Hollywood, Jun 9 '15

 

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He looks so handsome He's always so adorable with his wife

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Wonderwall photo shoot, Jun 2015

Steve Schofield photos