Face number five. The return of Marshal Breed with his killer squint and his dusty, dusty poncho. Perhaps once day I shall finish writing my western with this delightful leading man. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
So, finally got around to finishing this one of my lawman from my western, Marshal Alexander Breed. Once again he's out and about at night time. Hopefully he'll get paid overtime for that.
Here he is having one of those 'What did you just say there, sonny?' moments, followed rapidly by a 'I wouldn't do that if I were you' moment.
I love moon light... and Anthony Zerbe's face. I love your face, Mr. Zerbe, sir! There, I said it, I feel better now :-)
... So you might wanna consider your next move very carefully.
Face number 21. Work in progress of a moonlit, squinty, Zerbe inspired lawman. My eyes are so dry... I'm going to bed now.
Tonight I was once again irreversibly drawn to one of my most favourite faces. The face of the superbly wonderful Anthony Zerbe. It was his performance in the western Roster Cogburn that inspired the look of my lawman and instigated my quite frankly baffling desire to write a western of my own.
In this particular rendition of marshal Breed he has been shot, has a slight fever and generally isn't feeling to brilliant. But don't worry, he'll heal up just fine and meet a really nice girl too. This leading man gets a happy ending :-)