My heart is broken by this news. Elaine Stritch, that behemoth of stage and screen, has died at the age of 89.
I could talk about her time on the stage (like in the original production of Company or her stint in the revival of A Little Night Music) or her acid-tongued turn as Alec Baldwin's mother on 30 Rock, but I wouldn't be able to do her justice. It's much better to experience Stritch, because she was such a huge presence. I never got the pleasure of seeing her on stage, but I've seen countless appearances. She's bigger than life itself.
I only wish that I had an ounce of the talent or the balls that this woman had. If you haven't seen it already, you should definitely check out the documentary Elaine Stritch: Shoot Me. It's just great.
I'll drink to that.