A small grace in the wake of Elizabeth Taylor's death (Place in the Sun was out at the video store; I wound up watching Winter Kills, in which Elizabeth Taylor is also awesome): my landlord drops by to drop something off; on the way out the door, he mentions how he was a security guard at the Plaza, back in the '70s. One day, the service elevator opens: there's Elizabeth Taylor, giving him a radiant smile as she walks through the kitchen, avoiding the press. My landlord is understandably dumbstruck as Elizabeth Taylor climbs into a van and drives away, leaving him with an unforgettable memory.