RIP

Love ya, Kolchak.

I really liked Darren McGavin in the 1970s series Kolchak: The Night Stalker. All of his obits this week spend a lot of time on the Christmas movie he did and that was fine, but he had a long, rambling career in TV playing rumpled, world-wise blue-collar men (my favorites) and the hard-boiled and salty Carl Kolchak was what got my teenage heart beating. I love the anti-metrosexual. Give me a meaty, sweat-stained guy with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and an empty pint bottle or two in his backseat any day of the week over a manicured and perfumed dandy boy ala: CSI, etc.

Plus those Night Stalker episodes usually scared the shit out of me. Great fun.

And this concludes the three-in-a row celebrity deathwatch.