Seriously? Is that necessary?RIP James Garner. Always liked him.James Garner has died at the age of 86
The cause of death is not yet known.
Jim Rockford: [answering machine picks up] This is Jim Rockford. At the tone leave your name and message, I'll get back to you.
Angel Martin: Jimmy, old buddy buddy! It's Angel! You know how they allow you one phone call? Well, this is it.
Losing the bum is always a shark move.Shortening his name from Bumgarner was a shark move.
Longtime Yank here. Never knew about biscuits and gravy. Never came across it. Never had it. Didn't know it was such a staple.
One time a few years back, I'm working on set as a production assistant/gofer. James Garner was doing a small role and showed up that morning, and I brought him to his dressing room. Since he's old and walks with a cane, I ask if there's anything I can get for him. He asks if there's breakfast at craft service and I offer to make him a plate. I go down and there's a full catered spread. I figure, it's James Garner, he's going to want a man's breakfast. I load him up with a ####-ton of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, home-fried potatoes and hash browns, grits, the works. I think I filled up two of those oversized 11-inch styrofoam plates. I skipped all the stuff I thought was "chick stuff"... yogurt, cereals, etc. One of the trays had biscuits and gravy, and, being a Yank, I had no idea what it was there for or why anyone would want it. So I bring all the food up to his room and let him get ready for the day.
About 45 minutes go by and it's time to bring him to set to rehearse the next scene. One of the assistant directors walked him to stage through the back entrance by craft service. I'm just sitting there minding my own business watching rehearsal when all of a sudden I hear this bellow from behind the back wall: "Gawdammit Sarnoff... you didn't tell me there were biscuits and gravy!" Everyone started cracking up. He came around the corner and started joking around like he was going to crack me with his cane. "Now go fetch me a plate!"
That's how I learned how important biscuits and gravy are.
High time we find a cure.CNN) -- James Garner, the understated, wisecracking everyman actor who enjoyed multi-generational success on both the small and big screen, has died. He was 86.
Police, who were called to his residence Saturday night in Los Angeles, say he died of natural causes.
Garner starred in hit TV series almost 20 years apart -- "Maverick" in the late 1950s and "The Rockford Files" in the 1970s. He also had a notable film career, starring in such classics as "Sayonara" (1957), "The Great Escape" (1963), "The Americanization of Emily" (1964), "Grand Prix" (1966) and "Victor/Victoria" (1982), as well as the TV movies "My Name Is Bill W." (1989) and "Barbarians at the Gate" (1993). More recent films included "Space Cowboys" (2000) and "The Notebook" (2004).He was fiercely independent, challenging the studios on both "Maverick" and "Rockford" when he felt he wasn't being treated fairly. He sued studios twice and won both times.
"The industry is like it always has been. It's a bunch of greedy people," he told The Los Angeles Times in 1990.
A versatile star
He was a valued and convincing pitchman -- in his 1970s and '80s commercials for Polaroid cameras he had such good rapport with co-star Mariette Hartley that viewers were convinced they were married -- and was nominated for a slew of awards, including Emmys, Golden Globes, SAG Awards and an Oscar (for 1986's "Murphy's Romance"). His performance in "The Rockford Files" won him an Emmy.
He could do serious. His performance in the TV movie "My Name Is Bill W." -- about the founding of Alcoholics Anonymous -- was straightforward and uncompromising. He could also show real heartbreak, whether it was cradling fellow escapee Donald Pleasance in "The Great Escape" or talking with Gena Rowlands in "The Notebook."
But he was rarely one to blow his own horn.
"I got into the business to put a roof over my head," he once said. "I wasn't looking for star status. I just wanted to keep working."
Humble beginnings
James Scott Bumgarner was born April 7, 1928, in Norman, Oklahoma. His mother died when he was 5 and his father remarried a year later. Garner didn't get along with his stepmother and, after a particularly vicious argument, left home at 14. His father, who divorced his stepmother, eventually moved to Los Angeles. At 16, Garner followed, attending Hollywood High School and finding a job as a swimsuit model.
"I made 25 bucks an hour!" he told "People Magazine". "That's why I quit school. I was making more money than the teachers. I never finished the ninth grade.
After joining the Merchant Marine and the National Guard, he served in the Korean War, where he won a Purple Heart. After the war, he returned to Los Angeles and took up acting -- for the same reason he started modeling, he told the L.A. Times.
"What was I qualified to do to make a living? Nothing," he said. "You don't need qualifications as an actor or a politician. And I didn't want to be a politician."
pretty much my dream as a kid too. sweet ride, living like that on the beach, messing around with the ladies and being a private detective? sign me up.I was a teenager when Rockford had its original run and I wanted to be him - trailer on the beach, Trans AM, and Gretchen Corbett![]()
It was a Pontiac Firebird actually.Refresh my memory here... Rockford didn't drive a Trans Am, did he?
Oops - yep. Doesn't change my "wannabe at 14" thoughIt was a Pontiac Firebird actually.Refresh my memory here... Rockford didn't drive a Trans Am, did he?
RIP Mr.Garner. Never heard a bad word about him and loved his work.
Hell, that's a great movie no matter who's watching. The scene where he started throwing rocks at the guy who drew guns on him is a classic - kind of a reverse IndyJones-vs-Scimitar-Dude 15 years earlier.Support Your Local Sheriff is one of the greatest family movies ever.
I watched that on TCM last week. It's a very clever WWII thriller that still held my attention.One movie of his I love that never gets mentioned is "36 Hours" with Eva Marie Saint, Rod Taylor and a small but very good role for John Banner. Saint and Taylor are still alive at the ages of 90 and 84. And she still looks good.
I wonder how many of those cars they went through?