An Ode To Robin Williams
I am actually quite surprised at myself, that I have waited this long to write an ode to the amazing Robin Williams. Whenever a celebrity dies, it affects the world, in one way or another. People mourn their passing. But, I have never really mourned any celebrity's death that deeply, beyond a personal recognition, that a human being just lost their life. But, when Robin Williams died, something broke inside me, as I suspect it did, for all who were familiar with his work.
I remember the first time I watched Aladdin as a child, I absolutely enjoyed it. All the characters were fun to watch and the storyline was awesome, for me. But, the character that truly stuck out for me, was the genie. The genie, who was voiced by Williams, was the life of the movie. I just loved his humorous dialogue and heartfelt scenes, I would never forget how the genie in Aladdin made me feel as a kid, and how in that moment, Williams formed a foundational part of my childhood.
When I heard that he died, I was in shock. I did not know how to react to his death. I immediately took to social media. Perhaps if I saw that I was not the only one who was sad, angry, and frustrated about his death, perhaps that would help. But, it did not. I did not know Williams personally, and the millions who mourn him would say the same as well. But, it did not seem that way. Williams was able to transcend the restrictive dimensions of our television, and reach out to whoever was watching. So, it felt as though, when he spoke and acted, he spoke to each and every member of his audience.
It was not simply his comedy that people enjoyed. He was very funny and was able to act all these awesome comedies. But, he was also able to act in very serious roles as well, such as his role in Dead Poets Society and Good Will Hunting. His talent rose above the usual. To put it another way, Williams was an eccentric genius.
How did I end up mourning Williams? I ended up mourning him by deciding to watch every single movie on the list of his top ten movies. When I am done with that I would move to his top twenty movies, and so on. I may never get to watch all of his movies, but I would mourn him by watching and appreciating as much of them as I can.
When he died, I felt a void in me, and I am definitely going to miss him and his genius a lot. But, Williams did not die without leaving something behind for each and every one of us. He left behind a legacy. He died, but he made himself immortal, and so years from now, people would still be watching his movies, laughing to his jokes, and embracing his unique talent.
All is not lost, and anytime you feel as though you are about to break down from the memory of his death, just watch one of his movies, and try to celebrate the beauty of his life, instead. I cannot guarantee you that you would not cry, but I can guarantee you that the void that you feel would also be filled with happiness and hope. He certainly was one of a kind, in that way.
RIP Robin Williams.