Is this the most talked about celebrity death since the dawn of social media? It certainly feels like it. Robin Williams. What is there to say about him? Too much honestly. I was goofing around with friends the moment I found out, and once we all knew there was silence. A kind of somber tone in the room like, “Well, now today officially sucks.” Then I realized, it’s Robin freakin’ Williams, just because his time in the world is over shouldn’t mean he wants people to slam the breaks on life. He would want us to laugh on. Having read his daughter, Zelda’s, open letter on her blog this morning, I’m glad to hear she believes the same.
Robin Williams was a soulful man; outrageous, crazy, and whimsically heartfelt. I grew up watching his films in the 90s, but felt a stronger, albeit fictitious, connection to him having known that he could lose himself in the vast world of The Legend of Zelda’s Hyrule in his spare time, as I did. For crying out loud, he named his daughter after the series my brother and I loved just as much. I guess my point is that Robin Williams is one of those great souls that you don’t realize was as amazing as they were until they’re lost to us forever.
Yes, this is an opportunity to talk about depression due to his apparent suicide, but I’ll leave the details of that to those who are experts. I feel like it’s understood that, in comedy, particularly by Robin’s performances, that the funniest things in life derive from the most painful of times. That being said, there is a balance available to the world, and it is vitally important that we allow the ones we love to share these pains with us, not to let them bottle it.
Anyway, non-sequitur: I never got to watch Good Will Hunting, so that’s going to be changing tonight.
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