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I voted Eastwood.
But in trying to explain why, I am seeing how difficult it is to compare actors of two different eras. Movie making has changed so much, and so has the general movie taste.
Wayne loses but scores. The walk, the grin, that upward look from the height of his 1.93.
Eastwood wins all the other rounds including the way he drinks, from shots, mugs, can, anything. He reinvented speaking through a cheroot.
And the body? In the bridges he washes himself under the meditative eyes of Streep behind the curtain, and he is already what? 65.
He can even play love scenes. The best ones are the ones with his gorilla in the two masterpieces of every which way. Seriously, Eastwood knows how to act man against destiny and other adverse forces. I think in a million dollar baby he was just monumental.
An upward drift started with Honkytonk Man
"This is a sweet, whimsical, low-key movie, a movie that makes you feel good without pressing you too hard. It provides Eastwood with a screen character who is the complete opposite of the patented Eastwood tough guys, ..." That was Roger Ebert.
Of course, none of them are real actors, but just movie stars.
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