Billy Magnussen is a strange Hollywood hybrid. The 36-year-old’s résumé, with supporting parts in such features as Game Night, Aladdin and Ingrid Goes West, reads like that of a thriving character actor, but his headshot not-so-subtly suggests 21st century matinee idol.
This incongruity has made him difficult to peg for both the industry and his growing audience, and few are more familiar with that fact than Magnussen himself. Speaking over Zoom during a May visit to New York, he admits that, like many at that juncture in an acting career where one seems perennially on the verge of a bigger profile, the work he’s often recognized for isn’t even his own. “Today, it’s Charlie Hunnam,” he says, his sharp jawline blurred by an untidy blond beard. “I was literally just…
