I’ve generally made a staunch commitment to not reading the news anymore, due to its gossipy-bias that harms the love between each and every one of us, so I’m not always aware when a significant figure in our society passes away. I was just watching an episode of a television show where Martin Mull appears, and so, just out of curiosity, checked to see how old the actor was. Much to my dismay, I was thus informed he had passed away a couple of months ago.
Whilst not an actor I know to have any significant leading roles, he was always there, in the background, doing what all great character actors do - making everything better. He gave me my first piss-my-pants funny moment (no, really) as a kid when he reacts hilariously to a chandelier falling in Clue. He made me realise that being LGBT wasn’t wrong, as Rosanne’s proud gay boss in her titular sitcom. He’s made me scream with joy as the Bluth family’s fairly useless private investigator, Gene Parmesan, in Arrested Development. And he turns up time and time again, doing stand-out voice over work, in the Seth MacFarlane shows.
He was respected, not only by audiences, but by his Hollywood piers, across the board.
This feels like when we lost Jim Henson and Robin Williams.
I’m sorry to see you go, Martin. You made all our lives, in this dark and cynical world of fear, just that little bit brighter.
Rest in peace.
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