Cliff Robertson, RIP

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Oscar-winning actor Cliff Robertson dies

But in 1977, he called the cops on a Hollywood studio boss. The president of Columbia Pictures, David Begelman, had forged Robertson's signature on a $10,000 salary check, he told the FBI and the Beverly Hills police. The resulting scandal was bad for Hollywood, and the insiders let him know it. He said he couldn't get hired for four years.

"I got phone calls from powerful people who said, 'You've been very fortunate in this business; I'm sure you wouldn't want all this to come to an end,'" Robertson recalled in 1984. (Begelman served time for embezzlement, returned to the film business, and killed himself in 1995.)

That's not strictly true, since IMDB shows that he was working - just apparently nowhere near as much.

Cliff Robertson - IMDb
 
I need to watch Charly again.

I recently saw, "Autumn Leaves", with Cliff and Joan Crawford. I think it was from 1956. He was great!! He played Joan's crazy husband to perfection. So surprised he didn't win an Oscar for it.

So sorry he's gone. I liked him a lot.
 
He was a good character actor...for whatever reason he never made it as a leading star.
Back in the 70's and 80's - he was on a lot of TV movies.
 
I actually met him once in the early 90's. I was just a young teenager, they were filming a short part of "Wind", some cheesy romantic/drama/adventure movie, at a boatyard across the street from my house. That girl from Dirty Dancing was in it too.

He was a super-nice personable guy, he hung out and chatted with my family for about 30 minutes.
 
I actually met him once in the early 90's. I was just a young teenager, they were filming a short part of "Wind", some cheesy romantic/drama/adventure movie, at a boatyard across the street from my house. That girl from Dirty Dancing was in it too.

He was a super-nice personable guy, he hung out and chatted with my family for about 30 minutes.

I have a friend whose father had the same experience with Walther Matthau. Helluva nice guy, easy to talk to.

Speaking of which, seeing the men of Grumpy Old Men die was a really tough one on me. Walter Matthau, Jack Lemmon and Burgess Meredith were amazing together.

Grandpa: What the... what the hell is this?
John: That's lite beer.
Grandpa: Gee, I weigh ninety goddamn pounds, and you bring me this sloppin' foam?
John: Ariel's got me on a diet because the doc said my cholestorol's a little too high.
Grandpa: Well let me tell you something now, Johnny. Last Thursday, I turned 95 years old. And I never exercised a day in my life. Every morning, I wake up, and I smoke a cigarette. And then I eat five strips of bacon. And for lunch, I eat a bacon sandwich. And for a midday snack?
John: Bacon.
Grandpa: Bacon! A whole damn plate! And I usually drink my dinner. Now according to all of them flat-belly experts, I should've took a dirt nap like thirty years ago. But each year comes and goes, and I'm still here. Ha! And they keep dyin'. You know? Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me. Just goes to show you, huh?
John: What?
Grandpa: Huh?
John: Goes to show you what?
Grandpa: Well it just goes... what the hell are you talkin' about?
John: Well you said you drink beer, you eat bacon and you smoke cigarettes, and you outlive most of the experts.
Grandpa: Yeah?
John: I thought maybe there was a moral.
Grandpa: No, there ain't no moral. I just like that story. That's all. Like that story.
 

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