Elizabeth Taylor is, in my opinion, probably the most beautiful actress to ever grace the screen. Those amazing eyes. That figure! That elegance.
Of course, before you read too much into it, you do have to put my statement into proper perspective. You see, I've actually never seen any movie that she's ever starred in, my entire life.
Honestly, I can't think of a single movie. Just never had much of an interest, really. Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? I've seen the play several times, but never the movie. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof? Heard the imitations of Liz as Maggie, but I've never seen it. Giant? Father of the Bride? National Velvet? Nope, nope, nope. Cleopatra? What, do you honestly expect me to sit for three-hours watching something like THAT? I'll take the Rome mini-series, instead...it was a lot more fun.
Oh, wait! I think I did see most of Butterfield 8, one night, a few years ago. At least, I think I did. It really didn't stick with me, much. I kind of remember a car crash, and the story about how much she hated doing that movie and wanted out of her contract with MGM really bad at the time. That's about it.
Ah, but the images, on the other hand. I will admit that I am utterly in love with Elizabeth Taylor's many looks. One of my favorite bathroom reads is a jumbo-size coffee table book called "The Complete Films of Elizabeth Taylor." Each page has a full size shot of Taylor, from each and every movie, even the weird ones like "Hammersmith is Out."
Now THAT I can really get into. I can't tell you how many times I've poured through that book. For hours. Here's Liz, playing second fiddle to a dog. Here's Liz, looking svelte and more perfect than anyone has a right to. Here's Liz, puffing up to look like a frumpy middle aged housewife. Here's Liz looking really strange in Faust. Here's Liz, actually puffed up, actually playing a housewife most of the time, after the Liz and Dick stuff had come to an end. Here's Liz, looking fabulous in the eighties, even if the good movie parts were far and few between.
I don't know, was there more to it than that? Maybe I should go back and dive into her movies, if I can find the time. And I know, I know, she did many wonderful things, particularly around AIDS awareness. But I think, actually, a superficial glance is all I'm going to have time to provide Elizabeth Taylor. Sorry, La Liz.
As I heard someone say yesterday, looks like Debbie had the last laugh, after all. At least, in my little world. Don't get me started on Singing in the Rain...