Yeah this. Normally actors dying, even young, I'm like "Damn, sucks for their family"... or if they're not young, "That's sad, sucks for their family, but they led a good life"... this one though, I was actually seriously saddened by it.Blu wrote:This is really the first time I've been hit hard with the passing of an actor.
This...though I didn't realize it was him who played Genie(never paid attention to find out, that one was a shock just like gilbert doing iago). Gonna miss him I need to see some of this other stuff though :-\ Kinda sad that another great actor bit the dust....Ivo wrote:The Genie from Aladdin is possibly my favorite Disney character (certainly so from their movies) and that is in great part due to Robin Williams. Of course before and after that he performed a lot of good roles.
bogusmeatfactory wrote:Ever feel like a wild gazelle in the wilderness?
There's a lot of kind of strange backstory concerning Robin Williams and the Genie.darsparx wrote:Well time to watch mrs doubtfire and aladdin again...
This...though I didn't realize it was him who played Genie(never paid attention to find out, that one was a shock just like gilbert doing iago). Gonna miss him I need to see some of this other stuff though :-\ Kinda sad that another great actor bit the dust....Ivo wrote:The Genie from Aladdin is possibly my favorite Disney character (certainly so from their movies) and that is in great part due to Robin Williams. Of course before and after that he performed a lot of good roles.
The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise.
Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.
