You look at recent photos of Eli Wallach and think, oh, here’s this grandfatherly old fellow who pinches babies’ cheeks and wears tweed socks and sits on park benches looking harmlessly at pretty girls as they jog past.
Then you remember: wait, that Eli Wallach? The same guy as…
The life of the aging actor. You’re raising hell, shooting up the town as a raving Mexican bandito with a sombrero and chest hair, and then one day you wake up and find yourself cuddling with Cloris Leachman for the obligatory cutie-pie-old-folks segment of New York, I Love You.
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