I used to live downstairs from a yoga studio. It had wood floors and 6 am classes. Every day.

I’m not sure if I like jazz because I actually enjoy it, or because I know I’m supposed to like it.

That photo was taken during the filming of The House of Long Shadows. It’s from the 80s and, honestly, isn’t really worthy of the talent that’s in it. Unfortunately, it focuses too much on some younger guy. John Carradine is also in it. I think they had a lot of fun making it though.

The man made music that was always challenging. Always. There have been times when Skies of America might be the greatest music I’ve ever heard, and times when I want to smash that album into a thousand pieces.

“He’s dead, Doctor?”

He has always been my favorite screen Dracula. He brought a strong presence in the role and he managed to mix sex appeal and real animalistic menace.

Agreed. His performance as Dracula was always impeccable and above reproach, even when Hammer’s scripts were. . . . lacking.

Truly the last great horror actor. Hammer’s films wouldn’t have been anywhere near as memorable without him :(

Totally agree. While an avid Star Wars fan myself, I want to remember him in Dracula’s cape. Horror of Dracula remains my favorite vampire movie.

Don’t forget his Hammer Horror stuff. He was the Dracula. Nobody will ever come close.

He did transcend death. He has been immortalized in over 250+ films and his recorded work during WWII.

Not Dracula, idiot.

Really? Clearly the comment is tongue-in-cheek and your response is not only to be a cock-garbling troll about it, but also chose to sully a rather humorous and thoughtful reflection on the passing of a living legend.

I cordially invite you to fuck off somewhere else, sir. May the rest of your days be blessed with…

Peter Jackson: “Alright, have you found someone to play Saruman yet?”

Well that was random

Veteran actor Sir Christopher Lee, star of The Lord of the Rings films, The Wicker Man, The Man with the Golden Gun and the Star Wars prequels, has passed away at the age of 93.

You know someone is much beloved when they are 93 and people have no concept at all that they could die.

Using a pedant’s own weapons against them. Respect.

It’s R.I.P. or RIP you grammar casual, not R.I.P