John Huston
It’s Not Poker Unless Someone Gets Hurt
John Huston’s face was a road map of Hollywood. His baritone voice took the long way around vowels and lingered on each consonant. I enjoyed watching him move. His stride, though graceful, fought an imaginary headwind; leaning forward, his arms swung pendulously in long arcs, gave him a simian gait. Despite his occasional acquiescence to ambulatory support from a wheelchair or…