{"id":3888,"date":"2005-11-15T16:01:32","date_gmt":"2005-11-15T21:01:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3888"},"modified":"2022-10-09T20:50:11","modified_gmt":"2022-10-10T00:50:11","slug":"john-wayne-appreciation-day-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3888","title":{"rendered":"John Wayne Appreciation Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

From Who the Hell’s in It: Conversations with Hollywood’s Legendary Actors<\/a>\"\"<\/i>, by Peter Bogdonavich:<\/p>\n

To me, Duke had always seemed slightly out of breath, as though he hadn’t yet caught up on the last twenty years, not to mention the last twenty minutes. Both [John] Ford and [Howard] Hawks truly loved him, of course, and even knowing him a little, as I did, it was pretty difficult not to like him. All this, and a lot more, obviously communicated itself to the public — still the top American star more than seventy years since his beginning. His visual legacy has defined him as the archetypal man of the American West — bold, innocent, profane, idealistic, wrongheaded, good-hearted, single-minded, quick to action, not given to pretension, essentially alone, ready for any adventure — no matter how grand or daring; larger, finally, than life or death.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n