“No good film is too long,” he once wrote, a sentiment he felt strongly enough about to have engraved on pens. “No bad movie is short enough.” – Roger Ebert dies at 70 after battle with cancer

Publicity shot, 2004

Publicity shot, 2004

AFTER READING what turned out to be his very last post he happened to write yesterday, I sent a silent meditation his way. I’m sure I wasn’t alone.

Inevitably in this life, our body betrays us. Fighting the valiant fight is what most do, sucking everything out of this life we can.

Roger Ebert seemed to live every second until his last.

Both my father and my mother had similar disfiguring cancers as Roger Ebert did, so the pictures I have up on our family rogue’s gallery wall are ones where they still look very healthy and vibrant. I’m doing the same thing for Mr. Ebert, with his photo a 2004 publicity shot.

Remembering him back when he was with Gene Siskel, their raucous “thumbs up – thumbs down” conversations were always worth tuning in to watch.

Godspeed, sir. You held filmmakers and actors accountable, which made the film industry a little better place for movie goers.