Chris Evans Goes to Washington

摘要

Chris Evans, back home after a grueling production schedule, relaxes into his couch, feet propped up on the coffee table. Over the past year and a half, the actor has tried on one identity after another: the shaggy-haired Israeli spy, the clean-shaven playboy, and, in his Broadway debut, the Manhattan beat cop with a Burt Reynolds 'stache. Now, though, he just looks like Chris Evans—trim beard, monster biceps, angelic complexion. So it's a surprise when he brings up the nightmares. "I sleep, like, an hour a night," he says. "I'm in a panic."