One of the finest actors and directors this world has ever known was found dead in his Manhattan apartment this morning, of a suspected heroin overdose. What a waste of life and talent. He and one of my film industry friends were close friends. She is in deep mourning today. I saw him live in “Death of a Salesman” and John and I saw him when we were coincidentally stuck in a Hollywood traffic jam together a few years ago. He was right beside us. I looked over and waved at one point, and he gave a smile and a little wave back. I’m sure he forgot that instantly, but I never will. Each time I saw him act in a film, I marveled at the fact that he was even better than he had been in the last one.
This is a sad day for the world.