You’ve heard. After much hemming and hawing, it was finally announced this morning by a family member and a friend of his that Marlon Brando is dead. Apparently, there had been two false alarms yesterday evening and reports of his death were released and recalled. But now it’s official. Dead. At 80. It was time. It really was. He and Orson Welles: handsome young legends, fat old farts. I mean, look at these before and after photos. He went from a fuckable icon to a Republican cabinet member. A Streetcar Named Desire, On the Waterfront, Guys and Dolls, The Godfather. Then he wouldn’t wear pants on the set of The Score so they’d be unable shoot his fatness below the waist. Read all about him at foxnews.com.
