I guess this is one I should have expected, but the complexity and energy of the man never seemed to wane. Prolific and varied, he nonetheless had a distinctive signature style, easily satirized (as Meryl Streep and Lily Tomlin did so charmingly at last year’s Oscars). I think A Prairie Home Companion was one of the movies of 2006.
The credits are impressive. Among the very greats, we must mention Nashville, The Player, and M*A*S*H. But even his less perfect movies have their rewards, as I’ve written before.
This is just one of those days when I feel like I’ve really lost something. Like there’s a real hole in the world.
Be born again among us, Mr. Altman.