Karl Malden died yesterday. I never paid as much attention to Malden as I probably should have; I didn't make a point of looking for his movies, like say Alan Hale or Henry Morgan. But like them, he was one of the great character actors. I looked at his credits on IMDB and was surprised to see what a wide range of movies he had been in, from Streetcar Named Desire and On the Waterfront to Birdman of Alcatraz, The Cincinnati Kid, How The West Was Won and Patton, to Billion Dollar Brain and Gypsy. Even in a stinker like Blue or Come Fly With Me, he was good.
He was 97 years old, and left behind his wife of 70 years. Thanks for all the movies, Karl.
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