So I finally got to see “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” (1966) last night.

There is much to admire about Mike Nichols’ 1966 adaptation of Edward Albee’s 1962 play — but nothing stands out like Elizabeth Taylor’s performance.  That woman’s skill as an actress was stunning.  She was indistinguishable from the doomed character she portrayed, opposite her then-husband, Richard Burton, in a tragedy about a baroquely twisted marriage.  I would  easily place her on par with the likes of Dustin Hoffman, Anthony Hopkins or Sissy Spacek.

When I was a kid in the 1980’s, I thought of “Liz” Taylor as some “old” actress from my parents’ time.  (And she frequently seemed like some sort of joke to adults on television who traded in celebrity gossip.)  But now I understand that she had genius-level talent.  Damn.

Postscript — the 1967 poster below was obviously produced in France.

Postscript 2 — I am linking below to Fábio Camargo Corrêa’s Youtube channel.



Variant cover to “Batman” #34, Rafael Albuquerque, 2011

DC Comics.

“The only people for me are the mad ones …”

Throwback Thursday: a Pre-gray Nolan.

This was … ten years ago, I believe.

A misty Roanoke morning, November 2025

“February,” Alfons Mucha, 1899

From Les Douze Mois (The 12 Months), published in Cocorico magazine.

“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without …”

Cover to “The Red Mother” #8, Jeremy Haun, 2020

BOOM! Studios.

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