My Facebook obituary:
It is maddeningly surreal and heartbreaking to hear that Tony Scott, one of the most influential style-over-substance filmmakers to ever grace Hollywood, has died in an apparent suicide. Some thought he was a masterful purveyor of cheap thrills and high-grade Hollywood schlock. Others saw him as a detrimental anti-auteur whose slickness was ugliness, especially in comparison to his brother Ridley, and his tendencies only grew to be more and more apparent in his later films. From the vehicle fetishism of Top Gun and Days of Thunder, to the dark comedy as action film style of Beverly Hills Cop II and The Last Boy Scout, to brilliantly realizing Quentin Tarantino's prose with True Romance, it is no small feat that the younger Scott influenced a new generation and beyond of blockbuster filmmaking. Guys like Michael Bay owe a great debt to him, and especially in his case, they'll never be able to replace the singularity of the crazed energy this man emitted in his films.
May you rest in peace, sidelined from any massive explosions.
Goddammit, this hurts BAD. The Last Boy Scout and True Romance are ESSENTIALS and Revenge is so underrated.
And even before this, I defended the hell out of Domino.