Obviously this is not the post that I had planned to write. But to ramble about something else seems inadequate . Yesterday the movie world, like the whole community around it, lost one of the greatest actors of his time. Such a waste. Only Saturday morning I was reading about Ezekiel Moss that was supposed to be starring Amy Adams and Jake Gyllenhaal and had just found a director in Philip Seymour Hoffman. I was so happy to hear about all the talent that film involved. And then this. It just makes me incredibly sad. Jim Carrey wrote to Twitter that “Dear Philip, a beautiful beautiful soul. For the most sensitive among us the noise can be too much. Bless your heart.” Guess he’s right.
I first saw Hoffman in Scent of a Woman a many many years ago. I didn’t even remember him being in it. After Boogie Nights you had to pay attention to him. He made every role matter. And made a lot of bad films feel so much better, Along Came Polly for sure. I don’t think he ever made even mediocre roles, he was always on top of his game. Especially in Capote, where he earned the Best Actor Oscar. My personal favourites of his roles are Lancaster Dodd of The Master and Lester Bangs of Almost Famous, the latter probably being the ultimate best one because he’s so much more likeable than Todd’s character. But I recommend the first to everyone, even though it’s exhausting, it has masterful performances from all of the actors involved. But I’ll leave you with PSH as Lester Bangs. Farewell, Mr. Hoffman. Long live your art. You were very cool.