What is it that makes you a fan of an entertainer? It’s more than just making you laugh or smile. They make you feel something deeper.
When Mork from Ork showed up on a weird episode of Happy Days, I was amused but it was Robin Williams’ stand-up comedy that made me a fan. I bought his debut album Reality… what a Concept when it was first released and listened to it repeatedly.
I have a vague recollection of going to a movie theater in 1979 or 1980 to see a Robin Williams concert film. I can’t find it listed in his filmography. I wonder if they released one of his HBO specials, such as Live at the Roxy, in theaters. While looking at the filmography, I realized that I’ve seen most of his movies, including more obscure titles like One Hour Photo and World’s Greatest Dad.
Through his work, Robin Williams made millions of people happy. Today, his death made millions of people sad. I wish he had been able to defeat his demons rather than succumb to them.
I’ve occasionally done madcap scenes in improv shows and been told by audience members that it reminded them of Robin Williams. I couldn’t imagine a higher compliment.