Harold Ramis Dies at 69, Leaving Us To Make It On Our Own
Harold Ramis--writer, director, actor, and brains of the Ghostbusters--reportedly died early this morning due to complications of autoimmune inflammatory vasculitis. He was 69.
Ramis leaves behind an unforgettable body of work--a cinematic Twinkie 35 feet long and approximately 600 pounds. As a writer and/or director, he's played a key role in proven-timeless comedies that transcended genre to become cultural touchstones. He had the ability to marry laughs with other, often odder elements in ways few others could, no matter how many uncredited writers on Men in Black III might try. Ghostbusters, Groundhog Day, Stripes, Animal House, Caddyshack, and Meatballs are among the classics he had a hand in and that you will always see airing somewhere. And that then you will watch, because what, you're not going to finish Ghostbusters or Groundhog Day if it's on?
In life, he was an inspirational legend, key in breeding the modern Apatow strain of comedy; his Knocked Up role as Seth Rogen's father couldn't be more on the nose. In death, he will not soon be forgotten. And maybe he can finally get Dan Aykroyd to drop the Ghostbusters III crap. But probably not, since someone already figured out a workaround.
I do not care for this news. And that's even after watching Year One.