I’d never seen a Paul Newman movie before this year*, and I think I commented here that when I watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, that although the opening scene was in sepia, when the camera came around for the first time so you could see Newman’s eyes, they were so arresting that I could have just sat there for ninety minutes gawking at that still frame. I’ve still only seen Butch Cassidy and The Sting (I had *no idea* he was in the Elizabeth Taylor Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. I’ve got to see that!), but damn, even with as little as I know his work, I’m sad to hear he’s died. The man was a legend.
*Actually not quite true. I saw Message in a Bottle when it came out, but the only thing I remember about it was how I never, ever want to see it again.(x-posted from the essential kit)