Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Carpe Diem, My Captain...

I really don't understand why the death of Robin Williams is hitting me so hard.  As shocked as I was to hear of his death, I was (and still remain) almost as shocked by the depth of my reaction to it.  I mean, sure I've felt saddened by the death of other celebrities before.  I remember being particularly saddened by the death of Heath Ledger, and more recently, Philip Seymour Hoffman.  But I've never been moved to tears like this before.  Celebrities are, by nature, almost fictional characters to us themselves; always removed from our actual lives by cameras and screens.  (I think that might have something to do with why it feels so strange whenever you see one in person - it's almost like TV or a movie coming to life!)  And since we don't really know them personally, there's only so much their death can move us.

Or so I thought.

I don't know why this one hurts so much.  Maybe it's because I grew up with him?  Because I've enjoyed him so much for my entire life?  I remember the rainbow Mork suspenders I had when I was five years old.  (My first cosplay, I guess?)  I remember seeing Popeye in the theaters with my parents just a few years later, and loving it completely.  I have the same memories of Good Morning, Vietnam.  And Hook.  (Oh, Peter Pan!  Why did you have to grow up?!)  I watched Mrs. Doubtfire and Jumanji over and over, just because of the way it delighted both the boy and the man in me at the same time.

And I've seen Dead Poets Society so many times I can practically quote the whole movie.  I don't know when I'll be able to watch that one again now.  At the very least, I know I'll never be able to see it the same way again.

Maybe it's because it was apparently a suicide?  It's possible.  Might be the connection to my own mother's death.  But I haven't reacted this way to other suicides or overdoses, so why this one?  Maybe it's just the fact that suicide adds that final crack of heartbreak to the story.  We didn't just lose one of the greats forever; we lost him to himself, to his own demons, to his own sickness.  It feels like there must've been something that could've saved him.  It feels like it didn't have to end this way.  And it touches us all because, let's face it, haven't each and every one of us been there, or somewhere close to it, at least once in our lives?  But if we could survive it, then why couldn't he?

I think it's true that there are few things more sad in this life, than a funny man, with a broken heart.  His mentor, Jonathan Winters, knew that only too well.  But he survived it anyways.  It's too bad he couldn't be there to help his friend, who clearly needed him more than anyone knew.

Like so, so many of us today, I feel the need to pour my heart out to the memory of this funny man, who's been there my whole life, in some vain and desperate attempt to figure out just what in the fuck it means to live without him now.

Below, I've collected some of my favorites that other people have been sharing today.  Some are funny, some are poignant, some are heart-breaking.  But they all made me feel something.  And that's helped, at least a little.

Here's hoping it can do the same for any of you.



http://i.imgur.com/LM6G3Yw.gif




http://i.imgur.com/aTAJUvB.png
Spontaneous tribute appearing at the bench in Boston, made famous from the scene in Good Will Hunting.





http://i.imgur.com/7ALXiR5.jpg

"Robin Williams is not dead, he is just waiting in the jungle until somebody rolls a 5 or 8." -testingonetwothreetesting, via imgur

http://i.imgur.com/1VwqQFv.gif

"One of the funniest people alive died from sadness." - chili1179, via imgur





http://i.imgur.com/CSgLefB.jpg





The first comment on this image, from NancyNevada, I think says it all:  "When Peter Pan dies, don't tell us to grow up."


http://i.imgur.com/qPV0WcU.gif





http://i.imgur.com/28Id1fA.jpg
This was reportedly posted to Disney's FB page this morning.  Heart-wrenching.


http://i.imgur.com/00ZKlRZ.jpg?1




http://37.media.tumblr.com/05af0881f2f3718757f8a126006f011a/tumblr_na6mqpChcC1qdber5o1_500.png


And finally, this is how I always want to remember him:

http://38.media.tumblr.com/d228b7642efa69c7fc9a4d99e9e42061/tumblr_n5m2xcaHY31rx3q30o1_500.gif

Your barbaric YAWP! was heard around the world, sir, and inspired MILLIONS.

And you will always be my captain.


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