This week, highly esteemed film critic Roger Ebert passed away. He was 70 years old.
I remember growing up and watching his show, Ebert and Roeper. But, little did I know that that show was something of a spinoff, as Ebert’s original partner, Siskel, died in 1999 (when I was just 5 years old). I appreciated hearing their opinions on the movies of the day, but it wasn’t until reading this New York Times article after he passed away (nyti.ms/Zb7EUd) that I saw the big picture of his life and his accomplishments.
Some people may judge his job, maybe thinking that he can just sit back and say what he pleases about all of the movies he watches. But, I think, it must be a tough job to judge every movie you come across. Would that take the fun out of watching movies? Would you be afraid to write a bad review and hurt a lot of people? I don’t know. I don’t think I could do I job like his.
I’m sad to say I didn’t really follow his battle with cancer, of which ultimately took his life. I think that much of his life was “before my time,” and it’s hard for me to understand his popularity because I was not born, or just a small child, when he was very popular.
Ebert was one of the first of his kind, and it seems that no one could successfully replicate his achievements. No one I know today has a truly successful television show where they critique movies. And no one else can coin that trademark, “thumbs up, thumbs down” scale.
I guess I want to say that I think Ebert was a man of his times and he made the most of his talents. There was no one like him before him, and there’s sure to be no one like him again in the future. I wish the most heartfelt of condolences to his family, his friends and his fans. He will truly be missed.