Ray Harryhausen died today
, less than eight weeks shy of his 94th birthday.
(First thought, when I got the news, was remembering hearing that he and Bradbury went to the movies together as kids.)
And I'm sitting here, remembering Clash of the Titans
a little vaguely, and the skeletons much
more clearly. Not as cool for me as I guess it must have been for the people who first saw them, but damn that was something.
(Upon reflection, I think we may actually have gotten shown some of those movies in class when I was a kid. In a section on Greek myths or ancient history or something. Which would be odd, but I guess not totally unreasonable.)
Feeling a little stunned, not that he'd been working lately and his work is now gone, but that he's not there
anymore. I grew up knowing he'd always been around, you know? And he wasn't Bradbury or Eisner to me, but it feels very strange to hear that he died.RIP
 From Jason and the Argonauts
. Come on, I cannot be the only one who remembers that...