lady-killer
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The impulse to shift Bond away from suave lady-killer mode and recast him as some kind of tortured romantic hero, while certainly interesting in theory, has not produced any particularly interesting movies.
From Los Angeles Times ● Oct. 10, 2021
His leadership bona fides were equally laughable, having presided over bankrupt casinos and failed real-estate projects, fabricated the persona of a lady-killer, and created a reality TV show about a tin-pot entrepreneur.
From Salon ● Sep. 25, 2018
And then there is Louis Patterson Trotmeier IV, a lady-killer whose downfall arrives in the form of a pop star who bears a more than passing resemblance to Madonna.
From Washington Post ● Aug. 20, 2015
Along the way, she meets a very contemporary character: Andreas Wolf, professional leaker, lady-killer and fierce rival of Julian Assange.
From Time ● Aug. 19, 2015
She never as much as seemed aware of them, and treated him with the same polite indifference, as though he had been neither a hussar nor a lady-killer.
From The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II) by Charles James Lever
After all, Mr. Ocean, 24, is a rising star in the hypermasculine world of urban music, where singers cultivate images as lady-killers.
From New York Times ● Jul. 6, 2012
The following is a brief encounter with these two ultra stylish lady-killers.
From Time Magazine Archive
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Harvey played handsome, heartless lady-killers in such hits as Butterfield 8 and Darling, and was the brainwashed political assassin of The Manchurian Candidate.
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In the orchestra-stalls, lady-killers, clubmen, glistening craniums with broad bald streaks fringed with scanty hair, light gloves, huge opera-glasses levelled at the boxes.
From The Nabob, Vol. 2 (of 2) by George Burnham Ives
But he was no deceiver, no flirt, like the lady-killers who used to come to the Palazzo to bow over Lucia's hand and eye each other with that half hostile, half knowing swagger.
From The Innocent Adventuress by Mary Hastings Bradley