Paul Newman, one of the last of the great 20th-century movie stars, died of cancer Friday at his home in Westport, Conn. He was 83.
If Marlon Brando and James Dean defined the defiant American male as a sullen rebel, Paul Newman recreated him as a likable renegade, a strikingly handsome figure of animal high spirits and blue-eyed candor whose magnetism was almost impossible to resist, whether the character was Hud, Cool Hand Luke or Butch Cassidy.
He acted in more than 65 movies over more than 50 years, drawing on physical grace, unassuming intelligence and good humor.
Yet he was also an ambitious, intellectual actor and a passionate student of his craft, and he achieved what most of his peers find impossible: remaining a major star into old age even as he redefined himself as more than a star. He raced cars, opened summer camps for ailing children and became a nonprofit entrepreneur with a line of foods that put his picture on supermarket shelves around the world.
Newman made his Hollywood debut in the 1954 costume film "The Silver Chalice," but stardom arrived a year and a half later, when he inherited from James Dean the role of the boxer Rocky Graziano in "Somebody Up There Likes Me."
It was a rapid rise, but being taken seriously as an actor took longer. He was almost undone by his star power, his classic good looks and, most of all, his brilliant blue eyes. "I picture my epitaph," he once said. "Here lies Paul Newman, who died a failure because his eyes turned brown."
Newman's filmography was a cavalcade of flawed heroes and winning anti-heroes. In 1958, he was a drifting confidence man determined to marry a Southern belle in an adaptation of "The Long, Hot Summer."
And in 2002, at 77, having lost none of his charm, he was affably deadly as Tom Hanks' gangster boss in "Road to Perdition." It was his last onscreen role in a major theatrical release.