4. Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec (Moulin Rouge!)
Yes, you read right. Christian had the golden vocal chords, but he could be a bit of a wet blanket. Would you hang out with a guy who mopes about with a typewriter when he's not going nuts for the first girl who sees his pecker in Paris? No way! You'd hang out with Toulouse, getting smashed on cheap booze with a bunch of crazy bohemians! Whilst Christian and Satine are wrapped in their own little 'Come What May' cocoon, Toulouse is a social creature. Your days would be spent hanging out at bordellos with his bohemian bros and hos, singing along with a phantom Green Fairy whilst under the influence of absinthe, and climbing up a gargantuan elephant statue to peep on your friend making out (okay that last one is a bit weird, but it's 1890s Paris, man, just go with it). But the endearing thing about Toulouse is his unwavering belief in the power of true love. He's also not afraid to tell it as he sees it, calling out Christian when he tries to pretend Satine didn't matter, and basically telling the Duke where to stick it almost every chance he gets. And of course, the fact that I find John Leguizamo incredibly attractive didn't influence this entry. At all. Really. Oh, who am I kidding? Even when he was running around dressed as a sitar and screeching in the 'Sad Diamonds' scene, I still felt like fanning myself.