If you’ll permit the indulgence, this is how I want to remember British film director Tony Scott, who committed suicide on Sunday: On a film set, replete with his signature baseball cap, setting up some kind of practically staged set-piece, with mayhem about to be unleashed.
He was a director whose career and films arrived roughly in parallel with my love of movies – one of my abiding memories from my teenage years is of collecting tokens and sending off via mail order for a “Top Gun“ movie poster, back when that defining Tom Cruise vehicle was the action movie par excellence of its day.
Whilst a lot of the coverage of his death will focus on the way in which he chose to take his life, please forgive my preference to focus on his work and recommend some of his extensive catalogue of films which you…
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