There is something desperately missing in modern-day lead actors. Probably part of the reason Brian Cranston's Walter White became such a runaway hit, just like Buscemi in Boardwalk Empire.
My girlfriend is in her late 30s, and even she loves long-gone Lee Marvin, and upon researching his films, it's clear what a phenomenon he really was. Bronson wasn't the same kind of technician Marvin was, but Bronson was a huge box-office draw, so there was something very real there. Bronson, unlike all the others, even Eastwood, takes threats SO casually but brings an emotional weight that keeps him from being a blank.
Bronson apparently had to wear his sisters hand me down dresses he was so poor. It sounds impossible, but he does act like a guy who cannot be ruffled, and yet his physicality is undeniable, and he talked much about relying on this for much of his acting. That said, when it counts, Bronson can let you know he's happy, or enraged, or apprehensive, since he's not scared of much.
I would recommend greatly From Noon til Three with Jill Ireland - an amazing film, not macho in the least, but such a reworking of the American Western. It's a real showcase for a wide range of acting not always visible in Bronson's other films. I can't imagine the film getting greenlit today. No way. Studio just don't take risks anymore.
The end of this film is a masterpiece. Bronson's character clearly made plans in case of his demise, but you figure this was his general operational approach, and he really did want to value the friendship with the younger man he was training.
I kept imagining during the poisoning that Bronson would somehow come back to life but the kablammy note was a much better touch cinematically.
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