Pierce Brosnan opens up on death after witnessing loved ones' 'suffering'
Former James Bond star Pierce Brosnan has opened up about how "watching the suffering of dear ones" has influenced his thoughts on his own mortality.
The 72-year-old actor has been a stalwart of British cinema for years, with a diverse range of films and television shows under his belt spanning several decades.
While he's possibly most recognised for his role as James Bond across four films, he's also known for his performances in beloved films such as Mrs. Doubtfire and Mamma Mia!
As time goes on though, Pierce has begun to contemplate how his final days might unfold. The topic came up ahead of his latest film, The Thursday Murder Club - an adaptation of Richard Osman's bestselling novel - which explores the theme of assisted dying.
In a recent chat with Saga magazine prior to the release of his new film, he expressed his support for assisted dying, explaining that this belief stems from witnessing the passing of those close to him: "I've watched the suffering of dear ones."
Reflecting on his own end-of-life wishes, he added: "I think when my time comes, I'd like to be able to have the choice to say: 'Okay, lets have that cup of tea and say goodbye.' "
The Thursday Murder Club is the latest addition to the Hollywood star's extensive filmography.
His latest film sees him take on the role of Ron Ritchie, a retired union leader. He joins an all-star cast that includes Dame Helen Mirren, Sir Ben Kingsley, David Tennant and Celia Imrie.
His breakthrough moment came in 1982 when he landed the role of a private investigator in Remington Steele.
In this detective fiction series, which ran for an impressive five years until its final episode in 1987, he co-starred alongside Stephanie Zimbalist.
Since then, his career has soared to new heights, with one of his biggest roles in The Fourth Protocol following closely after Remington Steele.
Just a few years later, he starred alongside the late Robin Williams in Mrs. Doubtfire, before landing the highly sought-after role of James Bond. He played the iconic character from 1995 to 2002 in the films GoldenEye (1995), Tomorrow Never Dies (1997), The World Is Not Enough (1999), and Die Another Day (2002). He was succeeded as Bond by Daniel Craig in 2006.
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