Philip Seymour Hoffman, perhaps the most ambitious and widely admired American actor of his generation, who gave three-dimensional nuance to a wide range of sidekicks, villains and leading men on screen and embraced some of the theater’s most burdensome roles on Broadway, died on Sunday at an apartment in Greenwich Village he was renting as an office. He was 46.
The death, from an apparent drug overdose, was confirmed by the police. Mr. Hoffman was found in the apartment by a friend who had become concerned after being unable to reach him. Investigators found a syringe in his arm and, nearby, an envelope containing what appeared to be heroin.
I only know a few of his movies, but he was brilliant in Capote, which I liked very much. Too bad he died from an apparent drug overdose. Thanks for the movies, Mr Hoffman.
On a side note, he’s signed to play the Hunger Games’s Plutarch Heavensbee until 2015. I wonder who will assume his role now.