Wednesday, 01 December 2010
Leslie Nielsen passed away on Sunday.
There isn’t really much more for me to say. But I couldn’t let this event go without at least a post. Leslie Nielsen has touched my life profoundly and likely yours.
Even if you can’t remember his dramatic roles or see him on the literal hundreds of TV shows he was on, he’s definitely given you a laugh or two at some point. Really, the worst part is that it’s just so surprising and strange.
It shouldn’t be. He was 84. It was bound to happen eventually.
But he seemed as if he would never die. Perhaps it’s because at least in my memory he’s always been old and just kept going. He was old when he did Aitplane and he never seemed to get any older.
I remember watching the Naked Gun movies and giggling myself silly at sleepovers as a child. I remember going to see Spy Hard in theaters for a friend’s birthday party. I remember begging my grandma to take me and my brother to see Wrongfully Accused.
His comedy career was always unapologetically silly. It made me want to be sillier.
That’s why I tell everyone he died in a gangland shooting.
I’ll miss him.
And don’t call me, Shirley.