When the news broke that Philip Seymour Hoffman had died—the victim of a heroin overdose, all the more tragic because he’d been sober for decades—the outpouring of grief came fast and furious. For New Yorkers, it felt like a particularly hard punch to the gut. Hoffman was a brilliant actor, sure, but he was also one of us; it was normal to see him at coffeeshops or riding his bike around Greenwich Village. His loss will be felt in the film and theater communities—Broadway dimmed its lights in tribute days after his death—but it’s a loss for New York, too.
Read on for tributes, reflections on Philip Seymour Hoffman's legacy and a celebration of the actor from the TONY archives.