Cary Grant Set a Pace for On-Screen Grace That's Left His Followers Mostly in the Dust
I, too, have been struck with Kerry fever this week - but unlike the fellow most people are buzzing about, mine spells his name with a "C." On Sunday, as Iowa voters were laying out their caucus outfits, Cary Grant would've celebrated his 100th birthday. For some reason, the milestone didn't receive much attention, aside from the release of a DVD box set and a daylong marathon on Turner Classic Movies. Regrettably, as the product of an era when Ralph Macchio and Michael J. Fox were considered romantic leading men, I'm no Grant scholar. Sure, I've rented An Affair to Remember - but only after watching Rita Wilson get all weepy about it in Sleepless in Seattle. A few years ago, when the American Film Institute released its list of the top 100 movies of all time, I noticed how frequently Grant's films ranked - and that I hadn't seen most, if any, of them. I decided the actor's 100th was the perfect time to get acquainted with his work. (Well, some of it anyway; Grant made nearly 80 movies in his lifetime.) Upon asking my mother which Cary Grant flicks she recommended, I was answered with a 30-second sigh. "There will never, ever be another Cary Grant," she said, before adding, "And there won't be another Gregory Peck, either."