I saw Christopher Plummer. He did not sing "Edelweiss."
There was something so light about his performance, so effortless and generous and soft. And yet, he was so strong and energetic and commanding. Essentially, he stood on an open stage and proved that he was more than deserving of any hype surrounding his name. That any diva or perfectionist reputation was justifiable. That women sigh because he's still all passion and presence. He won everyone over. Best Caesar ever.
He first stood on the Stratford stage at the age of 26. At 78, the standing ovation was only for him. That's how I want to grow old: pursuing the things that inspire me, with no intentions of just sitting back and fading away.
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