Peter O’Toole as King Henry II in Becket (1964).
There’s celebrities you admire and then there’s that one. That little shit. That life ruiner that could strap ravenous tigers to their feet and use my spine as a catwalk and I’d still probably get down on my knees and thank them profusely for the opportunity.
Vivien Leigh signing autographs in St. Martin’s Lane (1938)
Laurence Olivier in Rebecca (Alfred Hitchcock, 1940)
Paul Muni in ‘Scarface’
Happy Birthday Mehilem Meyer ben Nachum Favel Weisenfreund aka Paul Muni (September 22, 1895 - August 25 ,1967)
“Muni was one of the great actors of all time. There was no way for this man to be bad. He was a perfectionist, which is probably the reason he was never a really happy man. I don’t know whether he liked being an actor or didn’t like being an actor. He must have liked it because he worked so hard at it. What made him such a great performer? Heart. Guts. And one other important thing. He listened. He always listened. All the great actors listen. And the ones who don’t, who are just thinking of their next line or who they’re going to bed with tonight, might as well not be there. When young kids come to me for advice about acting, I tell them you can steal a scene when somebody else is talking. If you’re really listening, you can take that scene right away from the guy or woman who’s talking. Muni did that—not intentionally—instinctively.” - Mervyn LeRoy
“Whatever he did, he needed a mask; he needed the sense of being someone else, in order to be himself. He was a real character actor. And to characterize, he used what every good actor uses: some kind of imaginative stimulus that often is fed by things that are highly personal. Sometimes he’s not even aware of it, as writers are not necessarily aware of it, but it feeds them, gives flesh and substance to what they do onstage. Muni had a sound, respectable sense of responsibility to his craft and to his art—he never just swept it off the cuff. He was careful, detailed, painstaking in his preparation.” - Lee Strasberg