That seemingly effortless authenticity can be found in all of Scheider's best performances - consider the haunting reveal of Dustin Hoffman's brother at death's door in Marathon Man or his deliciously venal pimp in Klute. I'm particularly fond of his nefarious Dr. Benway in Naked Lunch, a role that gave him the opportunity to use his defintively hetero screen presence to remarkably subversive effect. I must admit that I haven't seen All That Jazz yet, but Netflix predicts I'd give it five stars, so I look forward to checking it out this week. It will be a welcome opportunity to celebrate an truly undervalued star, the kind they just don't make anymore.
For an excellent tribute to Scheider, head over to Sunset Gun.