Today would have been Richard Burton’s 84th birthday. He is one of my very favorite actors, and it’s a shame that his personal life has always overshadowed his talent. (Not that I’m not also fascinated with his personal life.) Perhaps Hamlet is not the most appropriate play for a birthday, but it’s the best showcase for Richard Burton’s talent as an actor.
You know that moment, when you’re reading someone’s imdb page, where you scream out HOLY CRAP, THAT WAS HIM?
It is imdb’s greatest contribution to the world, that moment. Well, I’ve decided to share some of those moments with the rest of the internet.
I’ll start with my inspiration: Mr. Vincent Kartheiser, who incidentally I kind of love. (Read this. Or watch this. He’s just ADORABLE).
Some random article I was reading mentioned he was Angel’s son, and though I never watched Angel and that meant very little to me, it suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t really know what Kartheiser had been in before Mad Men, so I imdbed him.
I am both horrified and deeply amused by this story.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you: Steve Guttenberg.
“It’s definitely time for another Police Academy. And I think they could make another Cocoon. They’re surefire hits and I think they’re good for the world. They make the world a better place and that’s what it’s all about.”
So, I flipped on the TV a minute ago and Grease 2 was on. I don’t have the undying affection for this movie that certain other people do, but I do love Cool Rider. And that was what was on. What that movie REALLY did for me, though, was make me think about Empire Records (see, Sandy’s cousin Michael Carrington? YEAH THAT’S REX MANNING).
I love Empire Records and more specifically, I love Lucas. No, really. When I was younger, I loved AJ. He was cute and earnest. I like earnest. Lucas is earnest, too, he’s just also completely and totally insane, so he wins!
The Sword in the Stone is like Cinderella for boys. You have an orphan rags-to-riches thing going on, an eccentric older mentor figure, a talking animal sidekick, and a magical item that turns a lowly peasant into a figure of royalty. Take out the romance, add some dueling, and you’ve got a boy-ified version of Cinderella.
I’ve decided that “kapow” is the most tragically underused onomatopoetic word out there. No, seriously. Say it out loud. KAPOW! Didn’t that make you feel oddly powerful? Can’t you imagine saying it in everyday conversation?
Back when the Daily Show website went online with a more complete archive, I watched a LOT of Even Stev/phens, because I became a Daily Show fan at the tail end of Carell’s time at the show. Oddly, I had never seen this one before, but thanks again to the wonderful people at No Fact Zone, I have experienced the joy. These two were remarkable. (and this was NINE YEARS ago, which is crazy).