We are devastated to say that actor and author Carrie Fisher has passed.
Man.
I can't say I knew much about Fisher as a person - same things as everyone else. The Hollywood pedigree, the issues with substance abuse, the biting wit, her dog, Gary.
It had been a very, very long time since I'd re-watched Star Wars, which I did when The Force Awakens was released, and it's amazing to see how darn good she was in that first movie, fluctuating accent and all. I love all the main characters of Star Wars, no doubt, but if my personal collection of Star Wars stuff is any indication, and as longtime readers will probably have figured out, I'm a fan of Princess Leia first and foremost.
And, of course, her life seemed to be on such an upswing of late. She would make Star Wars Episodes VII, VIII and IX, she had a book out that seemed to be moving a lot of copies, and from what I could see on social media, there was a generation of young women who were calling her "Space Mom", properly idolizing the character she'd imbued with tremendous strength, and building her social media army as she embraced them back.
She's leaving behind her daughter, Billie Lourd, a talented actress from what I hear. Her mother, Debbie Reynolds, famed actress of the 20th Century. Gary, too, of course. And all of us, a planet of people who wished her the best not just as Princess Leia, but as Carrie Fisher, too.
I'm shocked she went so young and so suddenly, and I'm genuinely very sad. You'd think this year would have toughened me up a bit. I'm going to miss her on the talk show circuits, freaking out the robo-hosts when she goes on a tangent or drops some truth that makes them uncomfortable, or curls up on one of their over-stuffed couches, her shoes on the floor. I liked this era of Carrie Fisher and General Leia.
She'll always be royalty to me.
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Gutted.
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