He was not only dear, he was cool. If an actor thought he could get any place by having tantrums, watching Bill Powell would have altered his opinion. I remember a story conference during which he objected to a scene that he felt wasn’t right for him. He was at once imperious and lucid. “It’s beyond my histrionic ability to do this,” he said. I thought that was delicious.
— Rosalind Russell, Life is a Banquet
