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In celebration of The Sundance Kid (a.k.a. Robert Redford) who passed away this week - aged 89.
It's a slightly surreal feeling - thinking he's not going to be part of Wozza's World on Planet Earth from this point onwards.
He's been a constant - threaded through all of our lives (a river running through it even).
He began his career in 1959 on Broadway. I was 2 years old, so not yet aware of his presence. That would happen ten years later with his iconic role as The Sundance Kid in George Roy Hill's Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid (written by my hero - William Goldman). What a combo: William Goldman, Paul Newman and Robert Redford.
From then on, his films have been constant touchpoints through the years up to his last acting appearance (Avengers: Endgame) in 2019. Sixty years of remarkable quality.
I know many of his movies inside out, but I never get tired of them. This weekend, I think I'll opt for one such to honour his life and his talent - 1972's Jeremiah Johnson. I love that film!
Goodbye Sundance. Look after Butch.
Love and peace - Wozza
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