You know, I hung out withRobinWilliams
a couple of times, and he was a sweetheart. He was a thousandtimes bigger star
than me, and he was so sweet to me and supportive, but then he wouldn’t stop.
He’d go from character to character to character to character. I was like, Cut
it out, man, and I hurt his feelings. I hurt him. I realised I hurt his
feelings, because he couldn’t cut it out. And I realised also that he was
coping with that for ever, and he turned it into something incrediblypositive,
until it made him take his life, because he couldn’t handle it anymore. You know, you’ve got that friend who is like
ninethousandvoices going off in their head, and they’re brilliant, and they’re
beautiful, and then it’s just like, Shutthefuckup. And it’s just like, which is
what I said to him, and I reallyhurt his feelings. I was nobody, and he was a
big star, and he latched onto me, and he wouldn’t stop that thing, and like,
Shutthefuckup, man. And I really. I just thought it was going to be okay, but I
could see I hurt his feelings. I hurt his feelings. His shoulders just slumped
out, and really. I’ve got a lot of feeling forRobinWilliams, I really
do. He was just like border mentalillness into an incrediblypositive way for
forty or fiftyyears. Nah, but yeah. People who are reallyhyper. I have time for
one more call, and I’m done.
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