I remember Mick Jagger saying, “we don’t do any new music, we just rework the old stuff.” There is nothing wrong with that if the goal to entertain is met.
Mork was a new thing when I was young, but still a redo of old material. A stranger in a strange land who thought reality was what he saw on TV (unfortunately all too true).
British blues musicians were a perfect example of how something could be redone and it exposed it to the world in a whole new way. The Brits had personal responsibility robbed from them long ago. So theirs is a dismal existence with little prospect of escape. Good fodder for heartfelt blues music. We can thank them for bringing American music to white American children that should have come to them directly.
Robin Williams seemed uninhibited. That was the beauty of his work. The torment he suffered in mental illness, no doubt(fire), contributed to the work he did so boistergolically. So many great talents have these demons and we think we are as blue as can be anticipating the world without them. But the joy and soaring emotions Mr. Williams gave us over the years far outweigh the feeling of loss, if we tally them.
Much of what Williams did can be traced to past performances by other people. But like Bill Gates and Eugene Sukup, marketing is how it became part of our lives. My dad said, if it weren’t for salesmen, a product might as well not exist.
I hope you can take the time to enjoy Dino and Jerry in their introductory performance. Not that the rest of the cast doesn’t measure-up in their own right. There is a lot in this movie that would suggest Robin Williams studied it. But I think silliness is natural-born.
Let’s all be silly… in memory of those who enrich our lives like Robin Williams did.