I’m not usually one for baby blues, but when a teenage me caught a late night airing of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof on TV, I was entranced with a 33-year-old smoldering Paul Newman. He could have been my grandfather but damn he was a handsome man!
In honour of Mr. Newman’s weekend passing, go rent Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and pay homage to the late screen legend. If you don’t fall for Brick than you’ll at least be amused by Maggie the cat.
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