Peter Boyle died two nights ago from heart disease and cancer.
The first time I saw him was when my main man Spaghetti and I went to see Young Frankenstein in Rudder Auditorium at Texas A&M. I thought the show was pretty funny until the "Puttin' on the Ritz" scene with Dr. Frankenstein and the monster.
I could not stop laughing...loudly. Apparently my uncontrollable laughter carried over through the next couple of scenes and people were turning in their seats to see what's happening.
The story goes that during filming, Mel Brooks, Gene Wilder and Peter Boyle didn't know what the monster would say, and Peter came out with the garbled response on the first take. Awesome.
He'll be missed.