Paul Newman – patron saint of the outlaw, rebel, loser.
I was talking about gambling movies with a friend the other night and mentioned how cool the poker scene in the Sting was. Since everything is about me and I’m running bad right now, I’m willing to take full responsibility for his death.
I heard a radio guy talking about how sad he was at Newman’s death, but it’s hard for me to be sad. So many of my artistic heroes are tortured and end their lives barely a thread away from lunacy. Paul Newman seemed to have it all figured out. Every second of his life lived with complete dignity and utter cool.