Such sweet vulnerability, (not to mention what curves), such lung power, the sort of face you don't see anymore (more's the pity).
She was exquisite.
Oddly enough, when looking at her resume, I realized that I had seen her in a lot. But I only remember the one.
I gotta pull out the Big Monkey Tape tonight. My kids might laugh at it (the youngest probably won't, he gets his dad's taste in old film) and watch one of the greatest movies ever made.
'night Fay. You moved a lot of us.