Goodbye, Charlton Heston

I was not ready for this day to come.

Last summer, when my partner was away for a week, I had myself a Charlton Heston film festival: Omega Man, Ten Commandments, Ben Hur, Soylent Green, and, of course, Planet of the Apes. It hardly seemed like enough -- this year, I'll do it again, and watch El Cid and The Agony and the Ecstasy and whatever else I can track down.

He's iconic, he's larger than life, he's the voice of God and the last man alive. And, like I said before, I can't help thinking that one day he will appear in glory to save us all.

I'll be waiting.