Whether it was the cool demeaner, the sexy swagger, or the deep voice that first attracted me to Robert Mitchum, I will never really know. He is very nice to look at, and he could act circles around any of his peers.
While almost always cast as the bad guy, I'm sure he was a big softy. All I ever heard about him was how much of a rebel he was in life, but I find it completely ironic that he was married to the same woman from 1940 until the time of his death in 1997 (a remarkable 57 years). Either she was pretty good at looking the other way, or he was in truth, a loyal, faithful husband. (I choose to assume the later.)
Quite a feat, I'm sure, as women everywhere would swoon whenever he took his shirt off. He was a man's man and knew how to have his way with the ladies (if only on film.) I don't think any woman alive would ever want to kick him out of bed.
Not this woman anyway - his deep, sultry voice makes me quiver and become weak in the knees....
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