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EDGAR RAMIREZ: VENEZUELA’S LEADING MAN, AND ASCENDING HOLLYWOOD HERO.
“Edgar was in a car accident this afternoon.” The email read, “We will need to reschedule his interview this evening.”
The adventure that is life is profoundly unpredictable. You can be riding high, riding low, riding in the middle, or sitting next to your horse not even riding at all, and some tameless externality can run a stop sign and shatter your foregone conclusions into a million unforeseen events. It can also cancel your lunch plans.
When I received the email I was sitting in the sun-dappled courtyard of a West Hollywood hotel, ten minutes early for my meeting with Venezuela’s leading man, and ascending Hollywood hero, Edgar Ramirez. Two days later, in a different courtyard, at a gardened Hollywood brunch spot beneath a vivid citrus tree, Ramirez approached our table immaculately dressed in a black cotton V-neck, polished brown leather shoes, a broad smile, and Tom Ford shades.
“I was on Melrose heading to Paramount Studios,” he recounted, “and there was this lady who cut in front of us, she passed the stop sign, and we crashed into her. Our car was a total, my driver broke his hand, and his leg, and she got pretty messed up as well.’ Ramirez is calm, but clearly still in awe of the ordeal, ‘It puts things in perspective for you. It reminds you of the fragility of life. How suddenly you think you’re going one place, and then…”