With John Garfield in Gentleman's Agreement, Elia Kazan, 1947.
The image says a lot, I hope; all I've got to add is that 95 is not a bad age to go for anyone, but in particular not a bad age to go for a grande dame, so bless her. The only time I was in her presence was at the New York premiere of Bertolucci's The Dreamers in the fall of 2003. She apparently fainted during the picture, and had to be assisted out. Although I'm an admirer of the film, I have to admit I've always liked to think that this was her way of walking out on it without looking as if she was editorializing.