So when I woke up today to the news of his death of an apparent suicide, to say I'm devastated is an understatement.
Right now, I think I'm mostly in shock.
It's like losing a part of yourself. Sure, his movies will live on. And with the internet, no body is really gone forever. He doesn't know who I am. I'm just one of his multitude of fans. But his death affects me so much it's ridiculous.
As a fan, I always held on to this fantasy of meeting him. I wanted to see for myself if he was as funny in person as he was on screen. Now that won't happen anymore. I mean, it might not have happened anyway, but I still held on to that hope.
Today, I'm staying in bed watching all of my favorite movies of his. Here's my line up if you want to follow along:
Good Morning, Vietnam
Dead Poets Society
You will be missed, Robin. You will be missed terribly.