2016 took away another Legend.

ALAN RICKMAN, 1946–2016.

Well, it’s only the 14th of January, and after David Bowie, 2016 took away another Legend. Cancer, again.

I have no words.

I first saw Alan Rickman on screen when I was 4 years old — watching the first Harry Potter — as Severus Snape, that kind of character you hate, and then, you love. You certainly do know that.

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But obviously, Alan Rickman was not only Severus Snape. He was the Sheriff of Nottingham. He was Alexander Dane. He was Harry, from Love Actually. He was, of course, Hans Gruber. And so much more.

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From a modest working-class family, the actor was born on February the 21st, 1946 in West London. He was married to Rima Horton, his childhood sweetheart he had met fifty years ago.

His final job was taping a voiceover for a short film called This Tortoise Could Save a Life, in aid of Save the Children and Refugee Council. Released in mid December 2015, the film’s audio was recorded at Rickman’s home in London at the end of November. (Thanks the Guardian for this information)

That Rickman never won an Oscar (he did receive a Golden Globe, an Emmy, a Bafta and many more) became a perennial topic in interviews but did not seem to trouble the actor himself. “Parts win prizes, not actors,” he said in 2008. It was the wider worth of his art to which Rickman remained committed, saying that he found it easier to treat the work seriously if he could look upon himself with levity.

“Actors are agents of change,” he said. “A film, a piece of theatre, a piece of music, or a book can make a difference. It can change the world.”

I was sad for David Bowie. But I did not grew up with David Bowie. I grew up with Harry Potter and its wonderful characters (one more time, thank you J.K. Rowling). I grew up with Severus Snape and Alan’s particular voice.

Some tweets in memory of Alan Rickman:

For more: Here.

I’m going to end this article because I’m shaking, and still crying over his death. I just needed to do this article because I loved him so much. I wanted to meet him to say thank you. But face to face, not in front of his grave.

Thank you Mr Rickman for you talent and your devotion. You will be deeply missed. I hope you’re in a better place. ❤
It would be wonderful to think that the future is unknown and sort of surprising. — Alan Rickman
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