In Memory of Robert Osborne from John Mulholland

Robert Osborne

Robert Osborne … Unique. Nope, his like won’t soon again pass this way. First time we met, Bob an on-camera participant in a doc. One of those blistering only-in-NYC days. Wicked. Heat from the overhead lights doubling down on the temp. No AC, mic picked up the whir. Bob drenched, I mean drenched. Never a word, a complaint, wiping his face with cool damp towels. Bob refusing breaks. A pro. Never losing his warm delivery, wonderful smile. His comments integral to the doc. Watch that footage, you'd think Bob was lounging in an A-C stateroom. A pro.

That smile … Kennedy’s, bar on 57^th, between 8^th and 9^th. Of a sunny Spring day. I come out of Kennedy’s rich, delicious mid-day darkness, blind-sided by the bright sun. Eyes adjusting.

“John! So this is how you spend your days.”

That voice, only one like it. Turn around, and Mr. Osborn standing there. Bob’s warm and welcoming smile, deeply welcoming.

“Hey, Bob. How about we go back in, get out of this brutal light.”

Course, we didn’t. But I know, I just know, one of these days, and soon, as I’m ambling around the west side of Manhattan, Bob will be there. Bob and his warmth and his grace. I know it.

For Bob Osborne, like Paris, is a moveable feast.

- John Mulholland

Interview with John Mulholland by Robert Osborne: http://cooperhemingway.com/_academy_motion_pictures.html

In Memory of Richard Schickel from John Mulholland

In memory of Richard Schickel - Colleague, friend and on camera participant Cooper & Hemingway: The True Gen

Richard Schickel

Dick-

What a run, man. Your body of work is secure, down all the days. As is your place in the critical pantheon. Thanks so much for making The True Gen a far better and more lucid work. I'll miss the emails. Your wit and warmth and spot-on observations. No doubt you've already found a battery of colleagues upstairs who listen rapt as you savage The Searchers, and so many other hallowed works you just "knew" were terribly over-rated. You marched to your own drummer! What a run, man.

- John Mulholland