The first time I saw Robin Williams was on “the Tonight
Show” in 1984. He was promoting a new movie he was in, “Moscow on the Hudson”.
He was showing Johnny his “Soviet hand-puppet”. He had a sock over his right hand and was trying to "talk" through
it while his left hand was muzzling it, so no words were
audible. Nothing really got out except for increasingly breathless mumbling.
Find the clip if you can. It was funny.
As he
was funny. And manic. I remember my first opinion of him was, ‘this guy’s mind
is fast!'So I went to see the movie. It was great. Very funny, but about serious subjects, it revealed a deeply human, subtle, passionate, touching side of him. Turns out, he was an excellent actor, as well. There followed many more movies and many more classic roles for him to bring to life. He was a master at making a thoughtful person laugh one minute and choke back tears the next. In the same movie. Sometimes the same scene.
Always he made us laugh.
I don’t
know the demons that he was wrestling with, but it’s difficult for a family anytime
a loved one passes. It’s even harder to deal with, if possible, when that loved
one took their own life.
There
is a classic scene in “Moscow on the Hudson” in which Williams’ character (a
musician on tour with a Russian orchestra) defects in a Bloomingdale's
department store in New York City. Held briefly by U.S. authorities, he is
allowed to go outside and watch as the bus carrying his fellow musicians is pulling
away. He looks at his friend through an open bus window, gently moves his arms up
and down and states, “I am free…free like bird."
Yes you
are, Robin.
“Goo-ood morning, Heaven! There’s a new heartbeat here.”
Carpe
Diem, captain, my captain.
“Goo-ood morning, Heaven! There’s a new heartbeat here.”
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