The NYT says it best for now: Philip Seymour Hoffman, perhaps the most ambitious and widely admired American actor of his generation, who gave three-dimensional nuance to a wide range of sidekicks, villains and leading men on screen and embraced some of the theater’s most burdensome roles on Broadway, died Sunday at an apartment in Greenwich Village. He was 46.
Too sad - go easy, P.S.H. you were the best, amazing in everything he did.
Two of my favorites, what were yours?
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