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Sydney Pollack’s death yesterday is troubling; I’ll miss him.

This is how diverse the guy was: He did a very enjoyable documentary on Frank Gehry in which he explored his own creativity and career; I remember one segment where he mentioned that he felt like a fraud at times, “pretending” to be a director. And then one day he said, (I’m paraphrasing) “fuck it, I’m a director”.

And on The Sopranos he played a hot-shot oncologist who was in prison for murdering his wife, her sister, and the mailman. This was how cool the guy’s career was — he was making docs about architects, directing movies, and acting in The Sopranos.

It doesn’t get better than that.

I think that I am destined to be a very good old man. Some of us are very good as teenagers, and it all goes downhill from there. I think I will make a very good old man — be an even better old man than I am a young man.

I have a feeling that my soul matches an old man’s body better than a young man’s body; the gravity of looming death will add a greater punch to my sense of humor.

Also, I can be far more racist and everyone will find it amusing instead of horrifying.

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