He’s a sex symbol. He’s the most pathetic man alive. He’s been in countless adaptions and sequels and retellings and parodies. He’s disabled. He was on the silver screen before talkies even existed. He’s a horror icon. He’s a romance icon. He’s a musical theater icon. He’s a classic lit icon. He’s the OG. He’s been played by hundreds of men the world over. Chad Danforth’s mother has a photo of the first man who played him on broadway in her refrigerator. Not on it. In it. It is impossible to be normal about this man. Let’s all give it up for Erik.













