I have a confession.
I haven’t actually watched a lot of Elizabeth Taylor’s movies. I’ve seen “National Velvet”, “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” (amazing performance), “Cat On a Hot Tin Roof”, “Father of the Bride” and “Father’s Little Dividend”, and the 1943 “Jane Eyre” where she plays Helen. That’s not a lot of her films, when you consider her life’s work.
However, Elizabeth Taylor was always known to me. How, I’m not sure. Maybe it was being a child of the 80s–she was always seen in pictures with those childhood favorites of mine (Michael Jackson, Madonna, etc). She was just always there.
And I could never take my eyes off of her.
Love her, hate her, think she’s a genius, or a crazy person, you can’t deny–she has your attention when she’s on screen.
It’s not just that she is, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen. It’s not just those eyes (those eyes!).
She has that certain something. That something you can’t put into words, you can’t put your finger on. You just know it when you see it.
She always seemed like a good soul to me. She seemed to truly love and care for those around her, and to truly want to make a difference.
“Big girls need big diamonds.”
“I don’t like my voice. I don’t like the way I look. I don’t like the way I
move. I don’t like the way I act. I mean, period. So, you know, I don’t like
“I’ve been through it all, baby, I’m mother courage.”
2 thoughts on “Elizabeth”
wow !! a different way of admiration!! my compliments
yes, truly lovely