Sadly, the only thing better than watching Carradine in Kung Fu was learning how he died. I'm a sadistic prick, but I love it. I keep imagining Uma Thurman hog-tying his nuts up. This has been a big week, nay month, for celebrity deaths. We could of had a whole month with nothing but Jacko, Fawcett, and Ed McMahon. Busy, busy, busy.