There’s been a lot of these Robin Williams’ remembrances and I don’t think this one will be any better than any of the others, but it will be mine. I’ve always thought that Robin Williams was a genius. His ability to go from rip-roaring slapstick comedy (Mrs. Doubtfire setting her boobs on fire, anything Mork ever did, the voice of the Genie) to painfully accurate drama (One Hour Photo, The Fischer King, Good Will Hunting). His talent was not measurable, in my humble opinion. I don’t think we ever got to see all that he had and now, sadly, we never will.
And yet, as we now know, he was unhappy, possibly to a degree equal to his talent. Depressed, lonely, yet loved by millions. It’s something I won’t even pretend to understand. You would think that he had everything, but to him, apparently, he had nothing. Something that is hard to fathom, but I am a firm believer in that we all have our own realities and my reality might not coincide with yours (or the world’s) but that doesn’t make it any less real to me. I don’t think I’ve ever had to deal with such issues personally, but I have witnessed it first hand in some very good friends over the years. I don’t profess to be knowledgeable in any way, shape or form, but I do think that the best someone can do is just “be there”. Through thick or thin, good or bad, up or down, just let your loved ones know that you’re there… listening… comforting (if that’s what they want)… caring!!!
Oddly enough? Coincidentally or maybe just fate, I came across this video today. I wish Robin Williams knew he had millions ready to stand by him. I was one of them.