It’s fitting that Ray Liotta died on a film set. Just not at age 67.

Another of those actors who never stopped working, Liotta was on a set in the Dominican Republic, filming “Dangerous Waters,” when he took a nap and didn’t wake up.

“Goodfellas,” “Marriage Story,” “Bee Movie,” “Field of Dreams,” “Sin City: A Dame to Kill For,” sitcoms and cop series, the guy with the battered face worked pretty much constantly after Scorsese made him a star. He really classed-up “The Many Saints of Newark,” I thought.

I interviewed him a couple of times, when “Unlawful Entry” came out, and promoting some other film I can’t recall.

A good-humored guy with alarmingly bright eyes who might make fun of his appearance, but God forbid you do. I mean, come on. He played SCARY as well as anybody who ever did. Scorsese cast him with an eye for that.

“Ya work with what you’ve got,” Liotta used to say. And did. A lot.

Sixty-seven is too young to go. He had decades of mob bosses and patriarchs of all stripes ahead of him. A damned shame.

1954-2022