|the actual most interesting man alive|
At the end of the day, Christopher Lee should be known for his voice. Booming like you imagine a Roman Senator ought to, commanding like sort of guy who bosses around dark forces of the netherworld, eloquent like the trained actor and brilliant fellow I like to believe Lee is.
I first read Lee's name in monster movie books when I was a lad. He was a main player for Hammer Films back in the day when Hammer was in full throttle putting out new movies of Frankenstein, Dracula, the Mummy, cultists, all kinds of good stuff (I prefer his Dracula in Curse of Dracula to his "Creature" in the Frankenstein films, but it's all good) and his picture and name came up over and over.
As a cult favorite actor, Lee has also appeared in everything from The Man with the Golden Gun to Captain America '77, a TV movie. I've been thinking a lot lately about the difference between "fans" and folks who appreciate or follow film from the art appreciation angle, and there's always room for both. And while you see indie darling directors and some actors, "fans" get excited by the gravitas of particular (and often peculiar) talents. And when they come into their own as professionals, the fans cast the actors they love.
And so, at 91, Lee has two more Hobbit movies coming as Saruman, he's forever immortalized as Count Dooku - maybe one of the best parts of the Star Wars prequels, and he keeps popping up in various Tim Burton projects in cameos and small parts. And, he blew the doors off in Scorsese's Hugo.
And, he just released his second heavy metal album, this time partnering with Judas Priest.
He also does the occasional audiobook, and I highly recommend giving one a whirl.