Roll The Bodies Over

A fine fellow named Smut Clyde over at Sadly No reminded me. What with the death and whatnot, it's worth making a post out of it. Plenty of others have already said it all, especially Melissa at Shakesville; but what they hey. Originality is for people who don't read blogs.

Heston was a scenery chewing hack. But he worked with it, and if nothing else, the movies were always memorable; he didn't try for art.

Soylent Green featured interracial relations at a time when that was unusual; his dystopic skiffy movies practically defined a genre.

It's too bad he turned into a reactionary loon gun nut figurehead. His appearances after the Columbine shootings were amazingly tone deaf, and his inability to deal with the affable Michael Moore may have been evidence of his developing Alzheimer's.

So, in his memory, us America-hating liberals have to continue doing our best to "blow it all up! Damn us all to hell!!"  We're maniacs.

Let's all say it together:   Charlton Heston has put his vest on for the last time.