It’s with a heavy heart that we report to you tonight that Paul Walker, awesome star of the Fast and Furious franchise passed away today in a car crash that took two lives in Southern California. Walker was 40 years-old.
Walker was a passenger in a friend’s car and both were attending a charity event for his organization, Reach Out Worldwide, in the community of Valencia in Santa Clarita, about 30 miles north of Hollywood. The website for the charity said the Saturday event was intended to benefit victims of Typhoon Haiyan in the Philippines.
We’re going to miss the man around here as some of us have really been defenders of the man’s talent in acting, energy and charisma. Although superficially he did make it on my shallow list last year. Obviously Fast and Furious wouldn’t work as well without him and I’m not sure how the rest of that franchise is going to play out due to Walker’s untimely death – especially since part seven is in the midst of filming right now. Walker is also the star of an independent film that is scheduled to hit theaters later this year titled Hours.
Most people just wrote-off Walker as a sub-par actor with just a pretty face – and you could argue there’s some truth to that – but looking at films like Noel and Running Scared, or even Joy Ride, there was something more to this guy than just looking like a bleach-blonde haired meathead. When he wanted to put on the acting hat, he could do it and he could actually carry a film. Of course it has to be the right film, but he could do it.
So yeah, I always enjoyed seeing Paul in films. Probably he was never destined for an Oscar, but he almost always worked for whatever film he was tapped for. It’s too bad that after Hours, I won’t be seeing him again. Coincidental that I just bought copies of Fast and Furious 5 and 6 today. Weird. RIP sir.