The notifications were coming fast and furious on this one. Twitter updates, The Book updates and even an email from Mom flooded my phone with the news of another legend leaving us. One that I'm rather surprised hadn't passed earlier due to her deteriorating health. But it's official now.
Legendary actress Elizabeth Taylor passed away at Cedars-Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles today due to complications from congestive heart failure. She was 79-years-old.
I can't even lie and say that I remember Liz from her movies. Although I do have a penchant for the older films, I just never watched any of hers. It was nothing against her personally. It's just that they never looked appealing so I never bothered to watch any. Maybe I will finally get around to it now to see if I was missing out on anything.
It didn't matter that her body of work was foreign to me though. I at least knew who she was and how respected she was in Hollywood circles. Few actresses out there can stake the claim that they are a two-time Oscar winner. Liz could. They came in the 60s yet she was still able to get another four decades of distinction from it.
What I remember most about Liz-- besides her White Diamonds commercials that were chock full of unintentional comedy --was her affiliation with the one and only Michael Jackson. I always thought it was odd that a guy who was such an icon in his own right would have such admiration for an actress who seemingly had nothing in common with him.
Judging from the plethora of tributes that already out there, it's obvious that Liz leaves behind some tremendous memories. Maybe I'll check out "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" this weekend to see if all the acclaim was warranted. Or I could just listen to some classic MJ and be reminded of how he was the best man at one of her weddings. Mabye I'll just do both.
At any rate, rest in peace, Ms. Taylor.