I’m at a loss for words, so I’ll keep this brief. Just one day after posting a leave of presence on his blog at the Chicago Sun Times, Roger Ebert has passed away at the age of 70. He had been battling thyroid cancer since 2002 (it would later cost him most of his jaw) and had recently suffered from further complications.
I was a huge fan of his, something I believe to be true of everyone here at Bloody-Disgusting. As horror fans, he may not have always loved the movies that we love, but he could eloquently state why he didn’t love them (and, occasionally, why he did). For that, he deserves our respect. I never met Ebert, but he seemed to be an honest, principled and lovably cantankerous presence. I’ll genuinely miss reading his reviews and hearing his thoughts on everything else (from food to politics).
I’ll leave you with his (often quoted) thoughts on death. “I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear. I hope to be spared as much pain as possible on the approach path. I was perfectly content before I was born, and I think of death as the same state. What I am grateful for is the gift of intelligence, and for life, love, wonder, and laughter. You can’t say it wasn’t interesting. My lifetime’s memories are what I have brought home from the trip.“