Hugh Jackman is a stud – a singing, Broadway production starring, tight pants wearing, possibly gay stud? No! Rumors about 24601‘s (I’m Jean Valjeannnnnnn!) sexuality have been rampant for years, and generally he doesn’t give a shit because anyone who’s comfortable and confident in their own skin wouldn’t. However, his wife of nearly 17 years, Deborra-Lee Furness, isn’t so keen.
From The Hollywood Reporter:
Despite these friends and a seemingly idyllic life, Jackman admits rumors about his sexuality have taken a greater toll than previously acknowledged, especially on his wife. “Just recently, it bugs her,” he says, blaming the Internet, which she frequents more than he does. (Jackman largely sticks to cricket sites and The Economist.) “She goes: ‘It’s big. It’s everywhere!’ ”
His X-Men producer Lauren Shuler Donner shrugs off the gossip. “I have seen him with Deborra since the beginning of their trip to Hollywood, and I’ve been on five movie sets with him and have never seen him stray, have never seen him eye anyone. I met him when he did Oklahoma! [at London’s Royal National Theatre in 1999]. He was genuine, hugely talented. He was in love with his wife that day and still is.”
Is this really a thing? Sure, I guess no one would want to be a beard for a few decades (sorry, Kelly Preston), but at the same time, if your relationship with your partner is solid – the trust and connection are there, the communication is good, the attraction is strong – then what the hell does it matter what a bunch of people on the internet who you’ve never met and never will are saying? I wish there was an Internet 101 course where the first module was entitled “People On The Internet Are Assholes”. Anyone with a keyboard and the chance for anonymity can get all the vitriol out of their systems and make up whatever comes to the top of their heads just for fun and there’s nothing anyone else can do about it except, you know, totally ignore it.
Of course, there is sometimes truth to gossip, especially when it’s repeated for years on end from various sources, but I’m still not sure why it’s suddenly bothering her just because someone with a tumblr account and a modicum of Photoshop skills pasted Hugh’s face into a paparazzi picture that made it look like he was kissing an unknown man passionately. (Does that exist? Send it to me!) Let’s all just take a deep breath.