Ever have one of those moments when you’re like, what? Harold Ramis died? Harold Ramis was 69? Maybe the incredulity was because, perpetually, in my mind, he is and always will be Dr. Egon Spengler from Ghostbusters.To say how appreciative of all the laughs Harold Ramis has given me, I will merely list, while giggling, some of his awesome movies, some he wrote, directed, produced, acted in and/or a combination thereof.
SCTV (Maurice “Moe” Green, Swami Bananananda, etc.),
Groundhog Day (his tour de force, see earlier post),
Meatballs (I want you to know I’m deeply hurt.)
Caddyshack (Big hitter, the Lama),
High Fidelity (deleted scenes),
Baby Boom (love this move!),
National Lampoon’s Vacation (a classic),
National Lampoon’s Animal House (brilliant and gross, cool),
As Good As It Gets (wonderful, see earlier post),
Stuart Saves His Family,
Year One and more.
Ramis always brought a quick and clever arrogance to his work; carelessly jabbing at the complacency of society. He wasn’t afraid to push the boundaries and be distasteful or insulting if need be. He thrived on improv, giving himself and his actors room to explore and soar. Creativity in all things was the gift he left us. We will miss his smile, his biting wit, and his ability to quirk his brows and make us smile.
I looked at the trap, Ray.