The first film I ever saw Alan Rickman in was “Sense and Sensibility” and from the minute he walked into the room he stole my heart. Just the way he looked at Marian, his lips slightly parted and his eyes full of tender awe, made me push Mr. Darcy back into the lake and never look back. I was instantly crushing on him and, truth be told, part of me never stopped. Today I woke up to a CNN alert telling me that he was gone, and I started to cry.
So this one is for you, Mr. Rickman. For making me laugh in that ridiculous rubber headpiece.
For that time you sucked helium with Jimmy Fallon.
For when you were Colonel Brandon and you stole my heart with a look.
For when you were Severus Snape and broke my heart with a word.
For doing what you loved and sharing it with all of us.
For making good art.
RIP 1946 – 2016 ❤