Once upon a time, the big screen gave us big heroes to look up to. In those kinder, gentler days before Twitter or Reality TV, we didn't know all that much about the actors off-screen – whether they were straight or gay, their height, how many times married, what their addictions were, whose spouse they were stupping, or how many millions they made per picture – what mattered most was what the big Hollywood studios fed us: their screen images.
Then as now, we moviegoers heard dirt and gossip about our favorite stars –and we were titillated by it. But for the most part, persona rather than reality reigned, and that was what brought us to the box office. And back.
In this series of hero worshipings, I recall and honor some of the screen faces I've loved over the years. many of them from the earliest days of my youth when a twitter was only the sound birds made.
Enjoy. _____
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Randolph Scott
As a leading man for all but the first three years of his film career (his first major film credit was in 1931), Randolph Scott (1898-87) appeared in a variety of genres, including social dramas, crime dramas, comedies, musicals (albeit in non-singing and non-dancing roles), adventure tales, war pictures, and even a few horror and fantasy films. But by the time I discovered him in my pre-teens, he had already settled into his most enduring image: the taciturn, tall-in-the-saddle, Western hero. Out of his 100+ films more than 60 were in oaters, many of them now cult favorites. Every time I see one of his '50s or early '60s Budd Boetticher-directed Westerns like SEVEN MEN FROM NOW(1956), or RIDE LONESOME (1959), I'm reminded how much of a hero he was to me ... and still is. In his last film, Sam Peckinpah's RIDE THE HIGH COUNTRY (1962), he co-starred with Joel McCrea, another actor who had transitioned into oaters later in his career. As a young boy I saw Randy in person in Fort Worth and thought I had gone to cowboy heaven.
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