He came to us fully formed, a man.
There were no weird childhood moments or awkward teenage years with Bruce Willis. By the time he was introduced to us on TV’s “Moonlighting,” he was already 30 years old, with a quarter-to-six o’clock shadow on his face and a mischievous glimmer in his eye, and a look like he’d been out having too much fun the night before.
He’s been a steady presence on our screens ever since. Never a chameleon, always Bruce Willis, usually bald or balding, with a gruff charm and a sort of bleak resignation to the world. There is rarely an innocence with him. He’s always looked like he’s seen it all and done it all, and is ready for a break.
He’s getting that break now, professionally speaking. Willis’ family announced last week that the 67-year-old is retiring from on-screen acting, after being diagnosed with aphasia, a disorder in the brain that affects one’s ability to communicate.
He leaves behind a screen legacy of more than 100 films, including the “Die Hard” movies, which is what we think about when we think about Willis: a cocky but hardened soul, cool under pressure, but with a top that could blow at any minute.