Philip Seymour Hoffman was found dead today in a New York City apartment building. Details still forthcoming.
This is sudden and tragic and strange all at once. Certainly the man was one of America’s best actors, but also a decent human being that despite previous battles with drugs and alcohol, managed to stay out of the tabloids and other less flattering media spotlights.
He was known mainly for his stellar work as a character actor, and later, as a bonafide lead and Oscar winner. Every single film in which he starred was by default that much better due to his presence. Case in point: Twister. Remember him how you will. Brandt in Big Lebowski. Lester Bangs in Almost Famous. Father Flynn in Doubt. Truman Capote or countless other great roles. He truly was The Master.
Let’s all take the time to remember his greatness and not as much with the sad details of his death.
We’re speechless, here in the third row.
Resident culture snob.