This one for some reason really hits home for me. I may just be an amateur blogger, but all of us who devote passion, time and energy, to the art, craft, criticism, or rewarding of film owe a lot to Rogert Ebert. He was the film critic of our time. His reviews and other writings weren't just routine. They themselves were extraordinary pieces of art that not only celebrated the craft, but the art of filmmaking itself. His love of movies never lots its energy, and was always evident. More importantly, he always stayed above the fray. While so many modern film critics have turned into mean and cynical jackasses who write because they have to, Ebert was always a model of what a modern film critic should be. A kind, intellectual, kid-at-heart, who at the center of every article was simply his love of the movies. His work will always be remembered, and his passion will always be with us. My thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends. Tonight, the streets of heaven are too crowded with angels. Rest in peace old friend.
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