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I hate to be unkind at a time like this, but you owe someone a sandwich. Nothing against Mr. Wilder, but I actively avoided his work. Even Blazing Saddles, a brilliant film that I otherwise love, is marred for me by his performance. I found his on-screen persona almost close to creepy, often overdone, and not funny. I’m sure he was a brilliant, well-read, gentle, kind person. I just did not care for his work.

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