I don't go to his films and I think he got off real lucky with that accident. But the idiot ignored the 1st tenant of motorcycle riding in my opinion; the one about watching out for all the lunatics out in the cars. I learned that lesson in my teens and a lot more painfully than ole George learned it; a wino going to the bar turned into me while I was going home. I woke up on the ground on my back with my foot resting on my stomach. Yes, 6 weeks flat on my back in the hospital before I was allowed to go home with a cast on the leg. And that was after trying to set the bone in traction and when that didn't work, an operation to put a plate on my femur.

The only movie of his I enjoy is the one where he is a fishing boat captain and the boat flips over at the end and he drowns.