What couldn’t William Goldman write?
He tried his hand at plays, wrote novels that became popular movies and also wrote screenplays that defined a golden era in film—and then wrote criticism and analysis about his colleagues. He inspired a generation of artists without ever losing touch with his audience.
He died Friday in Manhattan at age 87.
Many are remembering him for his contributions to film.
Maybe you had to be there to appreciate the full impact of “Butch/Sundance.” But Goldman definitely had enough of a touch to resonate through at least two decades of prolific scripting — whether they involved adapting his own novels (“Marathon Man,” “Magic,” “Heat”), other people’s novels (“Harper,” “The Stepford Wives,” “Misery,” “Absolute Power”), original stories either made up (“The Great Waldo Pepper”) or real life (“All the President’s Men,” “Chaplin”).