Tuesday, August 12, 2014

A sad day for Pop Culture Kelly-RIP Robin Williams

This is a blog I never thought I would have to write-the passing of Robin Williams. From my Facebook and Twitter feeds, it seems to have sucker-punched a lot of people and has made such a sad impact. We first got to know him as "Mork" on "Mork and Mindy". I used to watch that with my sister and parents growing up and it was one of our favorites. He was so funny and crazy-he made us laugh and I know we looked forward to watching it together as a family.And when he shifted into movies, he continued to make us laugh-then cry with his more dramatic roles. The standouts to me are as follows: Aladdin, Good Will Hunting, Good Morning Vietnam and Dead's Poet Society. Aladdin is my favorite because it's the first Disney movie I watched with my son and it's one that we still love to watch today. Good Will Hunting is my second favorite because, for me, he was just incredible playing a character that could have been so different if not acted by him. He was tough, funny, sweet, hurt, bereaved but most off (and in all of his movies) he was kind. He had the kindest eyes of any actor. He could deliver a line meant to be crass but there was always a kindness in his delivery and a twinkle in his eye. He just made things better. And I'm truly sad and sorry he's gone.

Depression and mental health issues have to be addressed more, they just have to be. From personal experience, I know the depths of depression and how isolating it can feel. It feels like your drowning with no hope of getting out of it. There IS hope if you allow there to be. This man, that I didn't know but for watching him act in movies, has deeply saddened me because he thought the only way out of his despair was to kill himself. It's never the way. There is ALWAYS hope. There is ALWAYS one person out there who loves you, cares for you and will never be the same without you around, that will throw you the life saver you need if you allow them to.

I will end this blog with one of my favorite movie monologues: Robin Williams as Sean Maguire. RIP kind sir. You've left us with great memories. <3

So if I asked you about art you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientation, the whole works, right? But I bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seen that. If I asked you about women you’d probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. I ask you about war, and you’d probably, uh, throw Shakespeare at me, right? “Once more into the breach, dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap and watched him gasp his last breath, looking to you for help. And if I asked you about love you probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone could level you with her eyes. Feeling like! God put an angel on earth just for you…who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel and to have that love for her to be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer. You wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting’ up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand because the doctors could see in your eyes that the term visiting hours don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, because that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you; I don’t see an intelligent, confident man; I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you’re a genius, Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine and you ripped my fuckin’ life apart. You’re an orphan right? Do you think I’d know the first thing about how hard ! your life has been, how you feel, who you are because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don’t give a shit about all that, because you know what? I can’t learn anything from you I can’t read in some fuckin’ book. Unless you wanna talk about you, who you are. And I’m fascinated. I’m in. But you don’t wanna do that, do you, sport? You’re terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.


  1. I am so sad. He was a great one. I actually really liked the movie What Dreams May Come. If you haven't seen it, do.

  2. Oooooh yes, that was a great one too!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is sad T-dizzle, it really is. My heart breaks for his kids and the thought that this beloved man had no idea how beloved he really was. It's horrible. =(