Passages: Bowie and Rickman
I'm not going to say much, but something had to be said.
David Bowie's music was hugely important to me in college and thereafter. I saw him live in concert three times, and every time I was blown away by the music and by his remarkable presence. He was beautiful, charismatic, and stylish in every sense of the word. His music is an indelible part of the soundtrack of my life. I was never a huge fan of his acting work, to be honest (though he was terrific as Tesla in "The Prestige" and uncomfortably riveting in "Labyrinth"), but the music? Yeah. Over and over again forever. Thanks, David Bowie, for all of it.
I first encountered Alan Rickman's work in "Truly, Madly, Deeply," which I saw in the company of dochyel decades ago at an art house in New York City. We took that word game to ourselves as a matter of course for at least two years afterwards, and I proceeded to keep an eye out for Rickman thereafter. I never saw his first Hollywood film (that little action flick, "Die Hard,"), an obvious hole in my cinematic education that I need to fill--but I've seen so much of his other work. I loved him in "Galaxy Quest" and "Sense & Sensibility" (a film that will never gets old for me). Of course, his presence in the Potter films is a delight. And I just love-love-love his put-upon, sarcastic Metatron in "Dogma," one of the best things in a hugely entertaining and thoughtful movie. I had the great good fortune to see him live in "Seminar" on Broadway, and to meet him ever-so-briefly afterwards while waiting at the stage door. Rickman was a treasure to movie- and theater-goers, and was a screen presence who I'll sorely miss.
David Bowie's music was hugely important to me in college and thereafter. I saw him live in concert three times, and every time I was blown away by the music and by his remarkable presence. He was beautiful, charismatic, and stylish in every sense of the word. His music is an indelible part of the soundtrack of my life. I was never a huge fan of his acting work, to be honest (though he was terrific as Tesla in "The Prestige" and uncomfortably riveting in "Labyrinth"), but the music? Yeah. Over and over again forever. Thanks, David Bowie, for all of it.
I first encountered Alan Rickman's work in "Truly, Madly, Deeply," which I saw in the company of dochyel decades ago at an art house in New York City. We took that word game to ourselves as a matter of course for at least two years afterwards, and I proceeded to keep an eye out for Rickman thereafter. I never saw his first Hollywood film (that little action flick, "Die Hard,"), an obvious hole in my cinematic education that I need to fill--but I've seen so much of his other work. I loved him in "Galaxy Quest" and "Sense & Sensibility" (a film that will never gets old for me). Of course, his presence in the Potter films is a delight. And I just love-love-love his put-upon, sarcastic Metatron in "Dogma," one of the best things in a hugely entertaining and thoughtful movie. I had the great good fortune to see him live in "Seminar" on Broadway, and to meet him ever-so-briefly afterwards while waiting at the stage door. Rickman was a treasure to movie- and theater-goers, and was a screen presence who I'll sorely miss.