I'm not really sure if I'm sad because Paul Newman died. It's not like he really effected my life past the year of 1975, albeit he was a phenomenal actor (enough to be in two of my all time favorite movies.)
R.I.P. you usually shirtless, talented, handsome bastard.
And now i re-revert to the most singlehandedly amazing piece of work in his career, which would also rank it in the top five of everything forever.
the last scene from The Hustler (which I also feels has a bit of closure and a great conclusion to a memorial to him in any instance)
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