The heartthrobs of my generation included Cary Grant in old films from the distant past.
More contemporaneously I count Paul Newman, who was a grown man while I was still a girl. The movies keeps their beauty alive, of course.
Newman shared the screen with Robert Redford, a man just 11 years my senior.
Redford passed away at 89 last week. His filmography would be the curriculum for a degree in cinema. Redford was brilliantly handsome.
Redford was never handsomer than he’d been in The Way We Were. It’s always been one of my favorite pictures; Burt and I saw it any time it was on television.
As he aged, Redford kept his good looks, gorgeously craggy in films like The Horse Whisperer. He had been in front of and behind the camera on that project. One of many movies in his long movie star career.
All The Best 