Bob Hoskins dead at 71


British actor Bob Hoskins, whose varied career ranged from noir drama Mona Lisa to animated fantasy Who Framed Roger Rabbit, has died aged 71.

A family statement released Wednesday by agent Clair Dobbs said Hoskins died in a hospital after a bout of pneumonia.


Bob Hoskins dead at 71 - Arts & Entertainment - CBC News
He was a great actor, playing everything from a Toon-hating private detective to Cockney hardmen in a career which lasted from 1972 until 2012. I just don't agree with his politics.

The Long Good Friday is a British gangster film starring Bob Hoskins and Helen Mirren. It was completed in 1979 but, because of release delays, it is generally credited as a 1980 film. It was voted at number 21 in the British Film Institute's list of the top 100 British films of the 20th century, and provided Bob Hoskins with his breakthrough film role.

In this scene he shows a couple of Yanks a thing or two: (external - login to view)
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Was he still an alcoholic?
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Was he still an alcoholic?

Forget the hard stuff- It's herbal tea for me: Bob Hoskins reveals how giving up booze has made him a nicer guy | Mail Online
Good actor. RIP
Guess one of the barrels got him.
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Guess one of the barrels got him.

He died of pneumonia and had been suffering from Parkinson's since 2011. (external - login to view) (external - login to view)

your chain, Blackie, is being yanked, and yet you feel no pain. Quite a man. Yessir.
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your chain, Blackie, is being yanked, and yet you feel no pain. Quite a man. Yessir.

It's called being British. It's going to have to take a lot more than numpty making silly comments to rile me.

The American Anglophile author Bill Bryson once parodied it in one of his books:


"Oh, hello, Smythe. Not like you to be up at this hour. Smoke?"
"Thank you, don't mind if I do. So what's the kerfuffle? I saw the captain as I came by and he looked in a dreadful stew."
"Do you recall that Island we saw at dinner?"
"The one that was as big as a twenty-story building?
"That's the one. Well, it seems we struck the deuced thing."
"Rotten luck."
"I suppose that explains why my cabin door was underneath the bed when I woke up. I thought it a bit odd. I say, is this a Monte Cristo?"
"H. Upmann, actually. I have a man in Gerard Street who gets them specially."
"Awfully nice."
"Yes...Pity, really."
"What's that?"
"Well, I just ordered a dozen boxes at two guineas each. Still, I suppose young Bertie will be glad to get his hands on them."
"So you don't think we're going to make it?"
"Doesn't look good. Mrs. Buss asked Millantio , the quarter-deck steward, when he brought her nightcap and he said we had less than two hours. How's Mrs. Smythe, by the way? Is her stomach better?"
"Couldn't say. She's drowned, you see."
"Oh, rotten luck."
"Went out the starboard porthole when we started to list. It was her shout that woke me, as a matter of fact. Shame she's missed all the excitement. She always enjoyed a good sinking."
"Mrs. Buss is just the same"
"She didn't go over as well, did she"
"Oh, no. She's gone to see the purser. Wanted to cable Fortnum and Mason's and cancel the order for the garden fete. Not much point now, you see."
"Quite. Still, all in all it's not been a bad voyage, wouldn't you say? Kate was particularly taken with the place settings. She thought the dinner tables a picture and the grapes thrilling. She stayed from soup to nuts. You haven't seen her, by any chance?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"It's just that she rushed off in a rather odd way. Said there was something she had to do with young Lord D'Arcy before we went under. Something to do with flags, I gather."
"Flags? How odd."
"Well, she made some reference to needing a jolly roger, if I heard her right. I can't pretend I understand half the things she goes on about. And in any case I was somewhat distracted. Mrs. Buss had just spilled her nightcap down her peignoir - in consequence of the impact, you see - and was in a terrible temper becase Croaker wouldn't bring her another. He told her to get it herself."
"What extraordinary insolence."
"I suppose he was a bit out of sorts because he won't be getting his tips now, will he? Can't say I blame him really."
"I reported him, of course. One has to remember one's station, even in a crisis, or we should be in a terrible mess, don't you agree? The quartermaster assured me he won't get another posting on this ship."
"I should think not."
"Bit of a technicality, I suppose, but at least it's been noted in the book."
"It's been a funny old night, when you think about it. I mean to say, wife drowns, ship sinks, and there was no Montrachet '07 at dinner. I had to settle for a very middling '05.:
"You think that's disappointing? Have a look at these."
"Sorry, old boy, I can't see in this light. What are they?"
"Return tickets."
"Oh, that is bad luck."
"Outside port cabin on the Promenade Deck."
"Oh, very bad luck...I say, what's that noise?"
"That will be the steerage passengers drowning, I expect."
"No, it sounded like a band."
"I believe you're right. Yes, you are quite right. A bit mournful, don't you think? I shouldn't want to try to dance to that."
"Nearer My God to Thee, isn't it? They might have chosen something a bit more festive for our last night at sea."
"Still I think I'll wander down and see if they've put out supper yet. Coming?"
"No, I think I'll turn in with a brandy. It's going to be a short night as it is. How long have we got, do you suppose?"
"About forty minutes, I'd say."
"Oh dear. Perhaps I'll skip the brandy then. I don't supposed I'll be seeing you again?"
"Not in this life, old sport."
"Oh, I say, that's very good. I must remember that. Well, good night then."
"Good night."
"By the by, just a thought. The captain didn't say anything about getting into lifeboats did he?"
"Not that I recall. Shall I wake you if he makes an announcement."
"That would be very good of you., if you're sure it's no trouble."
"No trouble at all."
"Well, good night then. Give my regards to Mrs. Buss and young Kate."
"With the greatest pleasure. I'm sorry about Mrs. Smythe."
"Well, worse things happen at sea, as they say. I expect she'll bob up somewhere. She was awfully buoyant. Well, good night."
"Good night, old sport. Sleep well."
I quite liked this actor....may he R.I.P.

BL you need to remove the "s" part in the http: before posting or it messes the thread....just delete it after doing your paste
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BL is in a league of his own. Non-trollable. An anti-troll.

Antagonists think he's being polite, naive, accommodating, maybe even an easy mark. Replying to obvious sarcastic remarks and rhetoric in the most cordial way.

I've got news for you.

I'm quite sure royal purple is his favorite colour.

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