So many roles, but the ones I want to mention in particular are his guest turn on Homicide: Life on the Street's "Bop Gun," where he played the husband of a murder victim, a heartbreaking, complex, agonizing role that he just owned; and his uncredited supporting part in Dead Again as a disgraced psychiatrist, a bitter, angry part that was chilling.
I actually got to meet him once, a long time ago. When my parents and I took a trip to California in 1983, we spent about a week in San Francisco, and one day I was on my own, and my 14-year-old self just had to check out a local comic book store. So I did, and who should walk in but Robin friggin Williams. For a second, I wasn't sure it was him, but the clerk talked to him and he broke into a huge grin at one point, and then I knew it was him. Turns out that was his regular shop. I always loved the fact that he was a heavy comic book reader (his pile of comics to buy was pretty huge).
We've lost one of the greatest talents of our generation. Rest in peace, sir.
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