We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
His death, at the age of fifty-one, in Italy, does not come entirely as a shock. But that makes it no less a loss. Gandolfini was not a fantastically varied actor. He played within a certain range. Like Jackie Gleason, he’ll be remembered for a particular role, and a particular kind of role, but there is no underestimating his devotion to the part of a lifetime that was given to him. In the dozens of hours he had on the screen, he made Tony Soprano—lovable, repulsive, cunning, ignorant, brutal—more ruthlessly alive than any character we’ve ever encountered in television.
Good for Galdolfini. He seized his moment, and I in no way intend to demean his achievements.
But sorry, have never seen an episode of the Soprano's. Nor any of the Godfather films. Documentaries of such evil I might watch, but Hollywood humanizing of such evil not my cup of tea. Brain space indeed.
XRay is dead right. It may sound like straight-laced bluenosed prudery, but that's just the propaganda, trying to embarrass folks to silence on this obvious Hollywood battlespace preparation for what the left was doing and planning on doing during the 1999-2007 runtime of the series.
Besides, we are suffering mightily from a dearth of straight-laced et cetera.
And if your car broke down in a strange town, where would you take it --to a mob garage or a Calvinist garage?