Archaic cathedrals to shallow celebrity, where humans pay anywhere from 29 - 70 sterling pounds (seriously) to see creepily-rendered versions of celebrities; waxwork museums are a very confusing notion to us, especially when the replica A-listers are as bad as this Ryan Gosling figure.
Unveiled at Madame Tussauds in Berlin, this is Ryan Gosling if his forehead was just slightly too bulbous. Bulbous enough that you return to its shiny, enthralling surface when the conversation runs dry. This is Ryan Gosling's less attractive, creepy brother. This is Ryan Gosling if he worked in middle management at an insurance company and wore pale blue shirts and tan shoes every day.
This is not Ryan Gosling, but then what did you expect from the most pointless den of entertainment that humans have to offer?