He was a goddamn great poet, a wonderful singer-songwriter and an all-round great dude, but Kris Kristofferson was also one of the great films actors of his time.
He was the best Billy The Kid by a long way, and was the only one grizzled enough to put Wesley Snipes in his place in the Blade films. And he was the absolute personification of a particularly American breed of evil in Lone Star, his Charley Wade such a despicable shit-kicker that his malevolence lingers on for years, long after he is buried out on the range.
We've lost a lot of the greats from his generation, but this one hurts. This one really hurts, man.
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