Eight to 10 years ago, when Netflix sent the DVD of Pulp Fiction to your place, and you watched it, Bruce Willis’s Butch Coolidge looked pretty dated. A product of the mid-’90s if ever there was one. Which is fine. That’s when the movie took place.
Watching it now, though, Butch, save for a little billowiness in the suede bomber, is looking pretty on-point.
There are some things that have been proven to get better with time. Wine. Cheese. Cindy Crawford. But some, well, some just get balder.
It’s a plight that a great many men have fallen victim to, this thinning up top. Or, should we also say, many great men. And for a select lucky few of them, these physical recessions have had no accompanying effects on their professional lives. In fact, in some cases, it could probably be argued that an increasingly exposed dome only contributed to further career successes.
Not that we’d wish such follicular challenges on anyone. We’re just saying there are worse things.
Sean Connery with stunt double Big John McLaughlin, Never Say Never Again, 1983
When the city of Fort Lauderdale recognized Big John McLaughlin, Shogun of the Sea, with a star on the Walk of Fame earlier this year, he responded, “Does one have to be alive to collect it?” It likely was not the first time Mr. McLaughlin asked some form of this question, having pioneered diving, stunt rigging and motion picture safety techniques in the late 1950s that are still in use to this day. Jaws simply wouldn’t have been a scary movie if it weren’t for Big John.
“I guess the craziest thing they ever asked me to do was bite a live tiger shark,” he reminisces. But his favorite was doubling 007 in eight Bond films, including Thunderball, in which he doubled 34 different people.
Allow us to join the city of Fort Lauderdale in raising a glass to Big John, the Shogun, and all the brave men who have kept our precious style icons safe over the years. To that end, we close the week with...