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Read the full interview at gatopardo.com (in Spanish).
Edgar Ramirez attends Angeleno celebrates its cover star Edgar Ramirez at an exclusive dinner party on September 27, 2016 in West Hollywood, California.
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Actors and boxers should have one thing in common, according to Édgar Ramírez. “There’s a part that should stay in the shadows that you shouldn’t overstay.”
The mysterious alchemy of the two art forms recently fueled the actor for his starring role as Panamanian boxing legend Roberto Durán in “Hands of Stone.” And for the first time in his two decades as an actor, Ramírez allowed the unknown to guide him, resisting his usual cerebral approach to a man so defined by his physicality.
“I learned how to fight [first],” he says of going to Panama to train with fighters from the period in which Durán was competing. “I focused on feeling the struggle, the pain that a boxer has to go through, and then I worked on the mannerisms, the traits of his personality. That’s what this character asked me for…. This character is very different for me, very different.”
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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…”
Édgar Ramírez is on the cover of the April issue of the “Revista K”: