"I'm not like anyone else. I'm me."
Friday, March 25, 2011 at 12:30PM 
By now you've read the obituaries, scoured the career appraisals, maybe you've put in a DVD, donated to her charity in lieu of flowers, wiped away a tear, or done something silly to commemorate Elizabeth Taylor. Maybe you've just marvelled at how difficult it is to wrap one's head around the loss of a true Giant, capital and italics intended, and not just because that's one of the only titles in her filmography that doubles as an apt descriptor of its star.
A friend of mine told me last month when she was dramatically hospitalized on Oscar weekend, that he'd been commissioned to write an obit (just in case). I actually felt bad for him. "You'll never be paid," I said...
* This is my last piece on Liz for awhile. Between this and Tennessee Williams week (which ends tomorrow) we've become lost in time. Must jump back to 2011 pronto. Or at least by April 1st, when The Film Experience traditionally admits that the new film year has in fact begun. Here we go again...
BUtterfield 8, Liz Taylor, Oscars (60s), RIP, Towleroad
Reader Comments (4)
"Between this and Tennessee Williams week (which ends tomorrow) we've become lost in time. Must jump back to 2011 pronto."
It's a huge moment and loss in cinema history, and rightly deserved to be reflected on and talked about. Thanks for the posts. If anything, it only makes one more aware of what makes certain stars so timeless and memorable and what we should expect from the current crop.
1 week to April Fools Day predix. Can't wait.
Are you preparing to buy the nonsense that J. Edgar is a 2012 release?
Hey, found an interview snippet at youtube which is definitely worth a look, don't know whether it can be be put on the main page(?):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26osvxwMKvQ
When I was twelve years old I watched A Place in the Sun for the first time, and I don't think I have ever recovered. Elizabeth Taylor is the face, the voice, and the soul of an icon. I have the Andy Warhol prints, the Barnes and Noble film collections, the trashy biographies, and yes, I embarrassingly admit, I even have the handmade collages to prove it. Personally, I don't think that there is any other film star that moved me as much or as often, whether in her film career, her humanitarian work,or the way in which she handled her personal life. The world feels decidedly less fabulous without her.