Can’t think of a reason NOT to have him as a Hero.
He’s been an inspiration.
I remember all the laughs my kids would have growing up watching him. And as much as his humor did for me, I got to grow old with him, and his sensitivity and humanity meant so much.
I can’t even think straight right now.
I wish I could hear what he has to say about it.
Betcha it would make me laugh my ass off.
He’s the only one who could make me feel any better now.
I can’t stop asking why, when I know none of us will ever be able to even consider the possibilities on any terms other than our own.
“He was rich, he was successful, he was loved by so many, he had so much to live for….”
If people were truly entertained by him, or laughed because of him, out of respect they should not even try to figure it all out.
But they will.
Like they have any fucking idea….
He helped me face some of my challenges, some of my problems,laugh in the face of some of my worst demons, which is more than I can say for most of the people I’ve had in my life who chose to write them off. Easier than trying to understand them.
“Ehhh, joke them if they can’t take a fuck.” Robin Williams
This guy was born for late night television.
We’ve all done at least one of those writing exercises (check out the book “The Write Brain Workbook”) in which they supply you with a list of words or characters you need to use in a hundred-word tome or a five-hundred word epic respectively, and of course there is no obvious connection between the words or the characters.
Just try to do a five-hundred word short story including Kim Kardashian, a National Honor Society high school graduate, a Jehovah’s Witness fresh out of meth rehab, Mahatma Ghandi and Ted Bundy.
I dare you.
Just figured my fellow scribes would have a deeper appreciation for this than most folks who never have to choose their words so scrupulously.
Here are the new kid on the American late-night talk show block and a beloved, revered maniacal Brit.
This kind of goes along with the idea that three of my favorite writers started in Stand Up comedy.
They just chose a different medium than Tolstoy, Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Camus or Stephanie Meyer (?).
Whoa – try writing five verses of iambic pentameter with those five.
“Oh, don’t be so gloomy.
“In Italy, for thirty years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed – they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, they had five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock.”
(as Harry Lime in “The Third Man”, directed by Sir Carol Reed, written by Graham Greene… except for this speech, which was entirely improvised by Mr. Welles)
Orson Welles never played by the rules.
He knew them all, knew what they were for and what they were meant to accomplish.
He just never chose to play by them.
Didn’t ignore them.
Just made up his own.
Now, it would seem, there are scores of talented, aspiring film makers who only wish they could play by his.
Good luck with that … but if they can’t, they should just come up with some of their own.
I’m sure Mr. Welles wouldn’t take it personally.