Richard Weedt Widmark (December 26, 1914 – March 24, 2008) was an American film, stage, and television actor and producer. (wikipedia)
I was never a part of the Actor's Studio, because two friends of mine started it in 1947 and by that time I'd gone to California.
There was something about Marilyn. She couldn't act her way out of a bag, but she became an icon because something happened between her and the lens, and no one knows what it is.
Death's a path we're all on, son
Anne Baxter was a very good actress, Donna Reid was great. You couldn't name an actress I wasn't crazy about.
Gary Cooper was a good friend. He was a great nature lover. He was like an American Indian, he knew every leaf that was turned over. It was an education to go for a walk with him.
Ford used to come to work in a big car with two Admiral's flags, on each side of the car. His assistant would be there with his accordion, playing, Hail to the Chief.
I felt pretty comfortable with Westerns, apart from the fact I couldn't ride.
I loved Jack Ford. I got him in his later days, and he was a total tyrant and a total autocrat and an Irish drunk. But I had a great time.
Marilyn was terrible to work with. I was fond of her, she was a nice girl, but she was a damaged girl. She was very difficult. You couldn't get her on the set; she didn't know the words.
Most movies are made today for teenage boys. Once in a while a good one comes along.