I heard the news last night, but after my sixth ten hour shift in a row at my day job, my sleep addled brain couldn't, or just downright refused, to process the information. But now, with a healthy amount of sleep backing me up, it hit me like a freight train: Richard Attenborough, five days before his 91st birthday, has passed away. The world of cinema has lost another legend. And that is exactly what Richard Attenborough was. A legend. No matter what aspect he tried his hand at, he added so much to the cinematic landscape. It was in the last years of his teens, that he made the jump from the stage to the screen with an uncredited role 1942's In Which We Serve. It would be five years later that Brighton Rock would deliver his breakthrough role as psychotic hoodlum Pinkie Brown. After over twenty years in front of the camera,...