Freckles & Doubt (
freckles_and_doubt) wrote2016-01-15 02:27 pm
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Fuck cancer. Really, fuck it, and fuck 2016 for so far being a horrible deadly beast. No-one reading this should need to be reminded of the levels of my love for David Bowie and all his works. Likewise Alan Rickman, whose voice and face and ironic distance I have loved across numerous roles. No-one seems to have known that either of them was fighting cancer, and in some ways I'm glad they had that privacy, but to their fans it feels as though they've been stolen away, without warning, stealthily and overnight. Both were artistic institutions quite apart from their significance to me personally. I'm a little surprised by quite how sad and angry I'm feeling.
I hate this about getting older. One's parents die, and one's idols die, and one's cats die. It sucks. Make it stop.
I hate this about getting older. One's parents die, and one's idols die, and one's cats die. It sucks. Make it stop.
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I'm devastated. I can only attempt to imagine how his family and friends feel. Emma Thompson's letter gutted me utterly.
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Dear gods above and below--you don't often get a sign like that. I'm so glad he was able to take advantage of it.
Rickman was... truly unique. It's terribly rare that someone with such a vigorous and rigorous inner life is so sociable and gregarious. Usually the one pulls all energy from the other.