Nope. Not another character actor.
But, one from my youth.
I first knew him from Ivanhoe (TV) and Maverick (TV) followed by The Saint TV series. Suave, but offbeat. Drove a car similar in outward appearance to the Bond car (a Volvo, hardly an Aston Martin!), but I was a kid – what did I know?
Had clever lines, foiled the bad guys – who could want for more?
Eventually, he replaced Connery, Lazenby as Bond. I’d read all the books by then, and, while I enjoyed Live And Let Die, it was NOT Connery nor Lazenby, and had a campy, Batmanesque manner to it.
Not the James Bond I had grown to love.
I ended up watching two or three more of the Moore Bond films (of the eventual seven) and gave up.
I did enjoy The Persuaders, a British TV romp opposite Tony Curtis. But, it only lasted two years.
And there were non-Bond films, like Shout at the Devil (1976), The Wild Geese (1978) and North Sea Hijack (1979), among others.
But, I never forgave him for his the comic book portrayal of Bond.
He did take a conservative anti-Bond stance in an interview I once saw. He was a conservative, religious man, and suggested Bond was not a very moral man. Certainly not one he would like dating his daughter! He was probably correct in this assessment.
And he made it to 89. And was knighted.
You will be missed.
Just not as James Bond (by me, anyway).
You guys know how much I love character actors.
Sadly, another one has passed on – Powers Boothe. Yesterday, of natural causes.
He’s one of those guys whom I had difficulty remembering his name, but loved his work.
Most of you probably remember him as ‘Curly’ Bill Brocius from the epic film Tombstone.
But he was so much more.
Jim Jones, Sin City, The Avengers, Deadwood, Agents of Shield, Nashville, Red Dawn, and 24 among many others. He did the voice-over for Con Air.
I’ll always have a fondness for Philip Marlowe-Private Eye and Rapid Fire (wherein he played opposite Brandon Lee).
You will indeed be missed.
Now, it makes sense that people who travel in the same circles with similar interests would meet and perhaps get involved. Or married.
And their are examples of opposites – Mary Matalin and James Carville, for example.
But, it does make one wonder…
When I was growing up, there were numerous Westerns on television. Being raised by TV, I was familiar with most. One of them was The Rifleman (1958-1963).
The Rifleman, aka Lucas McCain, was played to his macho hilt by Chuck Connors, a 6’5″ athlete (from Wikipedia, in part):
Kevin Joseph Aloysius “Chuck” Connors (April 10, 1921 – November 10, 1992) was an American actor, writer and professional basketball and baseball player. He is one of only 12 athletes in the history of American professional sports to have played both Major League Baseball and in the National Basketball Association. With a 40-year film and television career, he is best known for his five-year role as Lucas McCain in the highly rated ABC series The Rifleman (1958–63).
There was a book, first published in 1965, entitled Hollywood Babylon. There have been two subsequent printings. The book went out of it’s way to defame the famous in Hollywood, mentioning the scandals, the rumors, the crime, the ‘dirt’ for which the public was so hungry. Sal Mineo, Sharon Tate, Jayne Mansfield et al.
I don’t believe Chuck was mentioned in any of them.
The theme of the TV show was almost always (TV violence aside), a lesson which Lucas (a widower) would impart to his young son, Mark. I remember one particular episode wherein the lecture was (at the end of the show after much gunfighting) regarding people who are different. And just because they are different, doesn’t automatically make them BAD. And how we, as honest human beings should strive to be accepting of such folk.
Of course, I was a kid, so this message went over my head. When I saw the show again years later, some additional context was added.
An acquaintance, who has been a professional gun writer for many years, happened to see Chuck Connors at a large California gun show. IN FULL DRAG! – complete with a wig and makeup! This was a short time before he passed away.
This is not to defame Mr. Connors, but to suggest perhaps he and the TV show writers had a meeting-of-the-minds (?)
There are further rumors regarding Mr. Connors behavior all over the Internet. As there are with pretty much anyone regarded as ‘famous’.
Just because it says so on the Internet doesn’t make it true! – Abraham Lincoln
I remember sharing this tale with a collections manager @ TMCCC* (my last workplace). He ran away from me, covering his ears as though he were five years old! Obviously, I had been messing with a macho hero of his!
Be judicious with whom you share this tale.
*That Major Credit Card Company
I’m thoroughly convinced. Hollywood has officially run out of ideas.
We were watching commercial TV last night. The big promo was the announcement of the premiere of the new TV show Prison Break! (Hmmm? Wasn’t there a show with a similar title a few years back? Hey look! – they have the same cast!)
Television has a plethora of repeats or re-writes. Time After Time, based on the 70’s film with the same name, is now a series. (BTW – there are at least another THREE time-travel-themed TV shows. Stop looking at each other’s papers!)
I realize there are only so many formats, and popular themes make money. And, to be honest, I enjoy some of the retreads.
But, how many?
Sherlock Holmes, Elementary, Star Trek Generation ∞, C.H.I.P.s, Going in Style, ….
When did sequels and re-writes champion original ideas and thoughts? (not to mention some re-makes are abysmal! The Man From UNCLE?)
Get some original ideas, people!
(Four reasons to bring back Firefly!)
I’ll be in my bunk…
My friend Borepatch is an Internet security professional. And a fine blogger and good friend.
Here’s what he has to say about the latest Wikileaks CIA revelations:
(Here’s a hint – the media is less-than-accurate!)
The media has a poor track record of getting security stories right, and the CIA Wikileaks document dump is no exception. For example, they don’t hack your TV over the network:
The CIA didn’t remotely hack a TV. The docs are clear that they can update the software running on the TV using a USB drive. There’s no evidence of them doing so remotely over the Internet. If you aren’t afraid of the CIA breaking in an installing a listening device, then you should’t be afraid of the CIA installing listening software.
So as long as you’re not worried about a CIA operative breaking into your house, this specific exploit isn’t going to be aimed at you. Does this mean you should hook your smart TV up to the ‘net? Ohhellsno. Just no.
And this is pretty interesting:
There’s no false flags. In several places, the CIA talks about making sure that what they do isn’t so unique, so it can’t be attributed to them. However, Wikileaks’s press release hints that the “UMBRAGE” program is deliberately stealing techniques from Russia to use as a false-flag operation. This is nonsense. For example, the DNC hack attribution was live command-and-control servers simultaneously used against different Russian targets — not a few snippets of code. [More here]
Like I said, it’s hard to get stories like this right and mostly the Press doesn’t. There are more examples at the link.
I’ve no expertise in this area, but I trust Borepatch.
You gotta trust someone, right?
Remember last year, and the celebrities just dropping like flies?
Well, it is continuing unto 2017!
And how sad is THAT? 😦
BILL PAXTON, who went from bit player to fifth lead, to third lead, to romantic lead (!) to character actor. (You KNOW how I love character actors!)
If you don’t follow Hollywood news, you will not have heard. But, he passed away from complications after heart surgery Saturday at age 61!
And from all reports was a funny, decent, kind man. (Sometimes, when these Hollywood folks go away, little is said about their character. Because they are @$$holes. Obviously, not in this case.) He was married 30 years, and had two children. Hardly stereotypical Hollywood.
Stripes, The Terminator, Weird Science, Aliens, Miami Vice (TV), Navy Seals, Tombstone, True Lies, Twister, Apollo 13, Titanic, Big Love (TV), Hatfields & McCoys (TV), Training Day (TV) – just to name a few.
Word is the remaining episodes of Training Day are ‘in the can’ and will be shown. Sadly, even if he had survived, word is also it would probably not have been renewed for a second season.
RIP, Bill. You
will be are missed!
As it states in the ‘about’ part of the blog, I’m a child of the 50’s. Television, movies, play, were all about The Lone Ranger, Space Command, Warner Bros. cartoons, Forbidden Planet, The Untouchables, and all other manner of sanitized violence.
And my green, wooden toy box reflected that.
It was filled with cars, trucks, robots, construction equipment, tools, and yes, toy guns. Including a multitude of cap guns and rifles-that-made-noise, play bullets and all manner of boy’s toys. Not a doll in sight.
Sadly, when my Dad married my step-mother, the toy box was moved to the exterior of the house. Wouldn’t want Guffaw’s toys to clutter the house, now would we? 😦
And, as I advanced in grade school, I played with them less. This meant my Mattel™ Fanner Fifty (with left-handed holster!), Detective Special (both re-loadable with Matty Mattel bullets and ignited with Greenie Stickum Caps), the construction gear, cars, tools, and everything else were subjected to the elements.
And eventually discarded. 😦
(My friend Leigh’s parents did film me in full cowboy regalia once, reenacting some scene from a forgotten cowboy TV show, running, jumping, rolling into prone, drawing and shooting one of my cap guns. Of course, the 8mm home movie is probably long lost.) 😦
This was when children played outside!
But, boys are nothing but ingenious! 🙂
My friends and I began constructing rubber-band guns, using scraps of wood we ‘found’ at housing construction sites. (Hey, we had to have guns!)
a less-refined version of this
Affix a spring closepin to one end, stretch a rubber band (or a series of them for greater distance) and viola’! A toy gun with which we could play cowboy, or soldier, or spy, or whatever.
Of course, we were never happy with the limited distance or inaccuracy. (Sound familiar?)
As we got into the 5th and 6th Grade, we clamored for more.
So we attached the rubber bands to the wood (ala a slingshot) and began looking for projectiles to shoot! Obviously, after a few misadventures with pebbles and bent bobbie-pins, we made the universal decision to not shoot one another.
For safety sake.
Of course, escalation lead to model rockets, amateur rockets, BB guns, and eventually real guns. Always something to shoot.
And, we still don’t shoot each other.
This isn’t South Chicago…
Regular readers know I love movies and TV. What you may not know is, I rarely go ‘out’ to the movies.
Part of the reason is the technological shift in how we can view movies. I get them directly on my satellite dish, or through services like NETFLIX™. I even own a ‘few’ on DVD! (I know – OLD technology!) 😛
There are more than enough from which to choose.
And there’s this (from FB, in part – not me!):
Went to the H****** Metrocenter 12 …at the 01:30pm “Jupiter Ascending”…Me and 2 others of my party had to walk out!!!
Some trashy family with 3-4 kids sat right next to us and talked and talked ..and talked…and also they let their kid run up and down in front of us!
Then to top if off….the father had the nerve to pick up one of our parties drinks and hand it to his kid to drink out of ….then said sorry and handed it back “AFTER” his kid (& himself took turns slurping it down!).
I had to had have a friend get a manager…2 (Two) times….then finally got our money back and walked out!!
BAD!!!! I wont be back to the H****** Metrocenter 12…sad missed a film that I had been wanting to see for weeks!
Metrocenter used to be a family-friendly huge, upscale mall, wherein many weekends were spent window and actual shopping. With my then wife and young daughter. Now, with most of the brick-and-mortar department stores closed, it’s become a hang out for misguided yutes.
I remember even in pre-VHS days, attending a different theater and encountering rude people. As the film began, three yutes (misguided teens) began talking loudly to each other and the screen. Against my better judgment, I approached them and strongly suggested I paid good money to hear the movie, and not to hear them sh*** and j***. (Using a 40’s vernacular with which I’m certain they lacked familiarity).
They quieted down, and I spent most of the movie checking my six for some variety of retaliation. Thankfully, none came.
While I sometimes miss the big screens and speakers (remember CINERAMA™ and Dolby™?), it is nice knowing I can pause the film for bathroom and/or beverage, and even watch in my skivvies.