I cannot even begin to describe the incredible sadness I feel over Robin Williams’s passing.
My childhood would literally have not been the same without his films. He gave such joy to millions of people that it’s inconceivable that his own joylessness was incurable. There are moments when you watched him playing a father character where you felt that, and this is the only way I can describe it, that he was an encompassment of a father. Not a “father figure”, but an actual realisation of how a father should be. I don’t know, maybe it was just me (yes I really love Mrs. Doubtfire). I didn’t even fully comprehend how he has touched my life until his death.
And even when he made terrible films (and he did), it didn’t matter because you loved him anyway. You could hate his film/s, but you could never hate him. You absolutely cannot say the same for many actors out there. He was a man in a class of his own.
I can only hope that this tragedy has given him the peace he longed for and deserved.
As James Taylor so beautifully put in his tribute to Robin, “a light has dimmed”.
Films About Food: Jiro Dreams of Sushi (2011)
I talk a lot about being so passionate about food and all that, and I am (my waistline can back me up), but the greatest love of my life is actually film. So when I was thinking up ideas for articles, I thought it would just be splendiferous if I could combine two of my biggest passions and write about films-about-food. Two birds, one stone, amirite. I’ve drawn up a list of these food films; some of them I’d seen before and love, some of them I’m seeing for the first time. I’m so excited I think I’m going to spontaneously combust. Allons-y!
God among men, Jiro Ono.
Jiro Dreams of Sushi is a documentary about world-famous sushi chef Jiro Ono and his equally world-famous sushi restaurant, Sukiyabashi Jiro, a three-Michelin star restaurant in Tokyo, Japan. I also believe that it could possibly be a propaganda film for the deliciousness of sushi & sashimi, because I hadn’t really ~loved sushi until I saw this film. But hey maybe I’m just really susceptible to #foodpr0n.
Iz you kidding me.
made the mistake of rooting around my earliest last.fm scrobbles and re-discovered my pop punk phase/s i have apparently erased from memory.
but good times tho.
You poor, tortured soul.