Loading... Please wait...John Wayne, better known as “The Duke,” had the kind of screen presence that made mountains seem like they should move out of his way. He didn’t just walk into a scene—he arrived as if he personally owned the frontier, the town, and probably the horse. Wayne could spend ten minutes squinting at the horizon, say six words, and somehow make it sound like a presidential address. If a saloon door swung open and The Duke stepped through, even the piano player seemed to lower the volume out of respect. He had that rare talent of making every problem look simple: stampede? Handle it. Outlaws? Handle them. Alien invasion? The audience would probably assume he’d handle that too—right after finishing his coffee.