“It was a drive-by fruiting.”
My husband and I quote movies – a lot. Old ones. New ones. Comedies. Thrillers. Movies – and movie lines – last forever. It’s too bad the beloved actors who play our favorite roles don’t do the same.
“Goooooooood morning, Vietnam!”
I’ve been tearing up off and on since learning last night that Robin Williams took his own life. He’s not the first actor to do it. But somehow his death is different to me. Maybe it was the extraordinary number of times my son and I watched Aladdin or Hook or Mrs. Doubtfire. Maybe it was the impression left upon my psyche by movies like Good Will Hunting or Dead Poets Society or The World According to Garp. Maybe it’s because I watched the outtakes at the end of each of episode of The Crazy Ones.
“Let me take your order. Jot it down. You ain’t never had a friend like me.”
A lot of people on Facebook and media folks on TV are using Williams’ suicide as a chance to talk about depression. I get it. I have lived with chronic and sometimes debilitating depression for my entire life. But I don’t want the death of a comedic genius and the memories of his work to be watered down with a bunch of amateur psycho-babble.
“Gradual school is where you go to school and you gradually find out you don’t want to go to school anymore.”
So, I say to Robin Williams, I salute you. I appreciate your life and sincerely thank you for all the things you’ve given me and other fans. I am sorry for your pain.
“Carpe diem. Seize the day boys. Make your lives extraordinary.”