Miles Teller is still a little frustrated, if not more guarded, after a magazine profile left him feeling "helpless," "angry," and "extremely misrepresented." He's now promoting his movie "War Dogs," but last year -- around the time of the ill-fated "Fantastic Four" movie -- he was the subject of an Esquire profile titled "Miles Teller Is Young, Talented, and Doesn't Give a Rat's Ass What You Think."
Here's the start of that article:
"You're sitting across from Miles Teller at the Luminary restaurant in Atlanta and trying to figure out if he's a dick.
You've just told him, by way of making conversation, that according to legend the champagne coupe in your hand is shaped like Marie Antoinette's left breast, and he tells you the highball glass is modeled after his cock. Then he tells the waitress the same thing."
Read it all. Teller's "Fantastic Four" co-stars defended him, at the time, and Teller tweeted in his own defense. A year later, Teller just had an interview with the Guardian, and he reacted to that full profile:
"Oh, I felt frickin' helpless, I felt extremely misrepresented, I felt a little angry," he says, his voice almost cracking. "For the average person, they are reading this article, they haven't met you, they're like, 'Oh Miles is an a**hole. You didn't hear it? You didn't read that Esquire? Yeah, she said he was an a**hole – he must be!
"I'd say that you get a little more guarded but I'm actually not. Certain times I'll choose my words very carefully and maybe come off a little more boring. But I also think that's why people – certain people – do relate to me: because there is no agenda, honestly. I was raised middle-class in a small town. I have all my same friends from high school. I'm close with my family. I'm dating a normal girl. So I want to feel people think I'm a man of the people. Because I feel that way."
(The Guardian noted that "normal girl" might be a stretch for his model girlfriend, Keleigh Sperry, shown in the photo above.)
The Guardian interview seemed to go much better, but Teller referenced the Esquire piece on the way out. Here's how that interview ended:
"Time's up; Teller has wildfires to put out. He smiles warmly, clasps my hand and goes to leave the room. At the door he stops and turns back: 'If I read this and you call me an a**hole, I'm going to be so pissed off.'"
No worries! This time.
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