I had heard the rumors, but I had not seen any sort of definitive confirmation. Then after the game last night I switched channels and saw it as plain as day.
Eddie Murphy, one of the greatest comedians of all time and star of some of my favorite movies, is indeed dead.
The confirmation came while I was watching The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien. Eddie was the first guest. Even though he was promoting a movie I intend on avoiding like the swine flu (Imagine That), I was still excited to see him. After all, I had heard rumors of his demise and even seen evidence to support those rumors (Norbit, Meet Dave). I was concerned. I wanted to see that he was okay.
Ten minutes later, after one of the lamest interviews ever (seriously, Jouaquin Phoenix was a livelier guest), there was no doubt about it. The Eddie Murphy I had grown to know and love, the Eddie of Raw, Delirious, Coming to America, Trading Places, SNL, and Beverly Hills Cop I and II, was gone forever. Now we are only left with this douchebag who is better known as that black spice girl’s baby daddy.
A single tear rolled down my cheek. It was such a sad moment for me.
Looking back now, it is clear to me that I have been living in denial. Eddie has really been dead for years. It’s really sort of difficult to pinpoint when he died exactly. He has been trying to commit career suicide for years it seems. Just take a look at his more recent films. If you remove anything Shrek related, it is a pretty gruesome list;
Imagine That (2009) …. Evan
Meet Dave (2008) …. Dave Ming Cheng / The Captain
Norbit (2007) …. Norbit / Rasputia / Mr. Wong
Dreamgirls (2006) …. James ‘Thunder’ Early
The Haunted Mansion (2003) …. Jim Evers
Daddy Day Care (2003) …. Charlie Hinton
I Spy (2002) …. Kelly
The Adventures of Pluto Nash (2002) …. Pluto Nash
Showtime (2002) …. Officer Trey Sellars
Dr. Dolittle 2 (2001) …. Dr. John Dolittle
Somewhere along the line things went horribly wrong. Come to think of it, the final nail in the coffin may have been driven in by one of Eddie’s more successful films. The commercial success of Shrek was so huge that Eddie is now perfectly content making a complete ass out of himself, so long as your friggin two year old gets a kick out of it.
Hey Eddie, guess what? Gimme a nice shiny set of keys and I can do the same thing!
I am getting away from the point of this post. This post is not about bashing Eddie Murphy, it’s about remembering him. Remembering him as he was, not as the corpse of a human being he has become. It’s sort of the same thing we do with Michael Jackson. He will always be little Michael to some of us.
So Eddie, I want to say thank you. Thank you or making me laugh all those years. Thank you for Axel Foley, and the Rocky jokes, and the Ice Cream Dance, and James Brown in a hot tub, and Prince Akeem, and MR. RANDY WATSON!!!
I will always love you, you fucking sellout!