My heart is aching. My loins are aching. Word is spreading like Paris Hilton that the man who holds the number 1 spot in my Fantasy Five Celeb Hookups is fighting for his life. Paul Newman, the creator of the best pasta sauce and mango salsa, is being treated for lung cancer... allegedly. His PR rep denies it. But Paul himself issued a statement saying that he "feels good," or something equally vague. Please, please, please, say it isn't so. I know he can't live forever, but he's just such a darned good actor and he's such an amazing philanthropist. They just don't make them like this anymore. Could you see P. Nasty Hilton devoting her life to organic gardens as way to fund a summer camp for kids? Oh hell to the no.
If you haven't checked out the arsenal of movie magic that this man has bestowed upon us... there's no time the like present.
- Cool Hand Luke - dusty black & white slice'o'life about some hot and not-so-hot degenerates doing 10 to life in the biggest hell hole this side of the Mississippi. I've never wanted to be a chewed up-stanky cot so badly in my life.
- Cat on a Hot Tin Roof - LORDY he drips of anger, whiskey, and headboard-banging sexual intensity in this classic. And his sky blue eyes glow - and I mean glow - the more angry he gets.
- The Color of Money - Paul + Toothy Tom = master and apprentice angst paired with lots of hairspray and a dose of billiards. Off the 2, corner hole. You know what I'm saying?
I have not had the chance to meet Paul yet. But if I did I would tell him that he inspires me every day to pursue my dreams, while giving just a little back to those less fortunate.
Feast your eyes on this kids:
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