Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Consider Rod Steiger
and his performance in The Pawnbroker, the most relentless of Holocaust films. It's easy to forget Steiger was one of the movies' greatest actors. We think of him giving that one fine performance, like in In the Heat of the Night or On the Waterfront or Death of a Salesman or (in all seriousness) Mars Attacks! But then look at them all together, anchored by The Pawnbroker, and the breadth of his work is chameleonic and rich. Equal to or greater than that of George C. Scott, Steiger's bald, stalwart counterpart and contemporary. Would've loved to have seen them in a movie together. Can you imagine?