There were 3 television networks in 1955, each anxious to provide as much drama and comedy entertainment as could be found, but not an actor around with small screen experience. They recruited them from Hollywood and Broadway, professionals who'd learned their craft and rose to the occasion with talent and personality. One of the stalwart offerings was Gunsmoke, and Horsehit in the Parlor was coined.
In the space of several days we've lost 3 bigger than life personalities who made their roles seem effortless, and that's really all acting is, was, or ever will be. Belief. Belief that what we're watching is real, and it takes a good actor to persuade us so.
Dennis Weaver was such. EVERYONE was limping around towns from NY to LA drawling, Mr. Dillion, Mr.Dillon, in ape of Chester. Then came McCloud and while it was basically a one trick pont of a show, it was different.
They don't make 'em like that anymore, and we may never see their likes again.
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