R39, But is the screen vs. IRL Hudson really a discrepancy?
Or does it merely expose, the hetero-masculine ideal as a construction? A meticulously fashioned aesthetic? Something not easily attainable for most men, without years of training and conscious practice (by group pressure, social rewards and punishment?) All gendered behavior are coached and PERFORMED. Hudson had the goods. He brought the game, BECAME the game. Nothing of his offscreen life contradicts that, because his image became eternal reference, helping the stories FUNCTION.
(It's probably a bit like, the amazingly chiseled, golden youths in Triumph of the Will. They all became ground meat and murderous machines? How to reconcile that with the onscreen perfection, BEAUTY? They live to tell her visual paean to the Reich's "upward" journey.)
The Bank Dick is one of my mindless favorites. Still is, but now I have to concentrate harder to get over Grady Sutton being A Gay!, every time he comes onscreen (a naive, nebbish suitor.) All because his career didn't allow him to stretch very much, beyond a bland punchline for the lead.
Sort of like a black actor who's typecast, never plays any really complex, in-depth roles. Or a generic bombshell, with or without a tragic offscreen life. Such actors more easily end up being That black guy; That gay guy; rr That woman with the legs, or hairy mole, or huge gums.
Onscreen, as in life, most of the battle is becoming humanized, a complex human being, more than a stereotype. When some types ring louder, stronger, with more reverberation like Gay!, it's all most people can see (and may or may not hold closely to their hearts, depending on who's doing the holding.)