Yiiiikes. Sometimes it feels like the Summer of Death never ended. It’s like we are in northern Sweden, where during the summer months the sun never sets, except that instead of the sun never setting it is people dying. And it is all year. What? Not now, you guys. This isn’t about me and how bad I am at writing. This is about Corey Haim. CNN reports:
Actor Corey Haim, who appeared in a number of movies during the 1980s, died early Wednesday of a possible drug overdose, Los Angeles police said.
Oh jeez. He was only 38 years old. That is not very many! Without being too cynical about it, it’s hard not to wonder if he’s in a better place. All I mean is that even in my most simplistic relationship to the razor-thin-margins between life and death, when I went to YouTube to find a charming Corey Haim clip to post in thoughtful remembrance of his life and his work, it is all laughing stock videos. LIke this. He just seems like one of the purest examples of Hollywood’s gnashing, dissatisfied maw, eagerly rendering human lives into messy, broken piles of cocaine-soaked pulp. Then again, he’s not actually in a better place, because the better place to be is still alive, working things out. And besides, there were good times, even if they now seem in the distant past. So this is just sad. Duh.
R.I.P. Corey Haim.