For some of us who were growing up in the late '80s or early '90s, there was one very important part of every movie your parents took you to see...
He was the one who had that bow tie game on point forever.
And those magical, sparkling eyes!
Those other kids might have been into NKOTB or the Saved By The Bell dudes, but for you, there was only one guy forever in your heart.
And that was the one and only Rick "Permanent Sex Hair" Moranis.
Because even though he was the nerd in Ghostbusters, he was still all WALK UP TO THE CLUB LIKE:
In the Honey, I Shrunk The Kids movies, he was good with babies... and popsicles.
He had glasses just like yours, and he was still one of the biggest movie stars in the world.
He made you want to save him and his pillowy lips from the gutter in Little Shop of Horrors.
He had slicker hair than any nerd in the game.
BUT those curls, though. THOSE CURLS THOUGH.
He could wear an orange sweater, and your only problem with it was that it WAS NOT ALREADY ON YOUR FLOOR.
But he was also an extremely smooth operator in a suit in My Blue Heaven.
He had such gentle, beautiful hands that looked good stroking anything.
It was impossible not to think of him and sex at the same time, as he spent half of his movies looking like he had just gotten some.
OH AND ALSO HE WAS HILARIOUS.
He could kiss the hottest babe in the room and it made total sense to you.
But also you secretly hated all the hot girls he got to kiss.
He threw shade like a queen in Parenthood.
He was your dream nerd husband, who was adorable even when he was freaking out.
But he also had a PhD in telling bitches what was what.
He had the type of laugh that made you want to touch. his. body.
And you remember how... skilled... he was at holding people in his beautiful arms.
aaaaaahhhh how is he doing such magical things with just his fingers.
And as far as you are concerned, everyone putting someone else's picture up in their room was just crazy.
Where was my Rick Moranis pull-out poster, Tiger Beat???
But whatever, it just meant MORE DREAM MAN FOR YOU.
WHOOPS:
An earlier version of this article incorrectly identified Sigourney Weaver as Susan Sarandon.