RIP Richard Pryor
 

I'm crying real tears right now...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10412702/

Comedian Richard Pryor dies at 65
Actor and comic known for caustic wit suffers apparent heart attack

The Associated Press
Updated: 4:43 p.m. ET Dec. 10, 2005


LOS ANGELES - Richard Pryor, the caustic yet perceptive actor-comedian who lived dangerously close to the edge both on stage and off, died Saturday. He was 65.

Pryor died shortly before 8 a.m. of a heart attack after being taken to a hospital from his home in the San Fernando Valley, said his business manager, Karen Finch. He had been ill for years with multiple sclerosis, a degenerative disease of the nervous system.

“We loved him and will miss you,” his ex-wife, Flynn Pryor, said from her Florida home.

Pryor was regarded early in his career as one of the most foul-mouthed comics in the business, but he gained a wide following for his expletive-filled but universal and frequently personal insights into modern life and race relations.

His audacious style influenced an array of stand-up artists, including Eddie Murphy, Arsenio Hall and Damon Wayans, as well as Robin Williams, David Letterman and others.

A series of hit comedies in the ’70s and ’80s, as well as filmed versions of his concert performances, helped make him Pryor one of the highest paid stars in Hollywood. He was one of the first black performers to have enough leverage to cut his own Hollywood deals. In 1983, he signed a $40 million, five-year contract with Columbia Pictures.

His films included “Stir Crazy,” “Silver Streak,” “Which Way Is Up?” and “Richard Pryor Live on the Sunset Strip.”

Throughout his career, Pryor focused on racial inequality, once joking as the host of the 1977 Academy Awards that Harry Belafonte and Sidney Poitier were the only black members of the Academy.

Pryor once marveled “that I live in racist America and I’m uneducated, yet a lot of people love me and like what I do, and I can make a living from it. You can’t do much better than that.”

Battled his demons
In 1980, he nearly lost his life when he suffered severe burns over 50 percent of his body while freebasing cocaine at his home. An admitted “junkie” at the time, Pryor spent six weeks recovering from the burns and much longer from drug and alcohol dependence.

He battled multiple sclerosis throughout the ’90s.

In his last movie, the 1991 bomb “Another You,” Pryor’s poor health was clearly evident. Pryor made a comeback attempt the following year, returning to standup comedy in clubs and on television while looking thin and frail, and with noticeable speech and movement difficulties.

In 1995, he played an embittered multiple sclerosis patient in an episode of the television series “Chicago Hope.” The role earned him an Emmy nomination as best guest actor in a drama series.

“To be diagnosed was the hardest thing because I didn’t know what they were talking about,” he said. “And the doctor said ‘Don’t worry, in three months you’ll know.’

“So I went about my business and then, one day, it jumped me. I couldn’t get up. ... Your muscles trick you; they did me.”

While Pryor’s material sounds modest when compared with some of today’s raunchier comedians, it was startling material when first introduced. He never apologized for it.

In his 1977 NBC television series “The Richard Pryor Show,” he threatened to cancel his contract with the network after NBC’s censors objected to a skit in which Pryor appeared naked save for a flesh-colored loincloth to suggest he was emasculated.

In his later years Pryor mellowed considerably, and his film roles looked more like easy paychecks than artistic endeavors. His robust work gave way to torpid efforts like “Harlem Nights,” “Brewster’s Millions” and “Hear No Evil, See No Evil.”

Pryor was married six times. He and Flynn Pryor had a son, Steven. Previous children included another son, Richard, and daughters Elizabeth, Rain and Renee.

Daughter Rain became an actress. In an interview in 2005, she told the Philadelphia Inquirer that her father always “put his life right out there for you to look at. I took that approach because I saw how well audiences respond to it. I try to make you laugh at life.”

wow this is really sad, i really loved his naughty comic style & how he mad fun of himself, especially after the free-basing incident~ i am gonna have to bust out 1 of the hubby's old vinyl shows & give a listen tonight~
:angel: R.I.P FUNNYMAN!!!:angel: ~

I'm really sad. He was a wonderful comedian.

Romy

http://snltranscripts.jt.org/75/pics/75ginterview.jpg
Interviewer: Alright, Mr. Wilson, you've done just fine on the Rorshact.. your papers are in good order.. your file's fine.. no difficulties with your motor skills.. And I think you're probably ready for this job. We've got one more psychological test we always do here. It's just a Word Association. I'll throw you out a few words - anything that comes to your mind, just throw back at me, okay? It's kind of an arbitrary thing. Like, if I say "dog", you'd say..?

Mr. Wilson: "Tree".

Interviewer: "Tree". "Dog".

Mr. Wilson: "Tree".

Interviewer: "Fast".

Mr. Wilson: "Slow".

Interviewer: "Rain".

Mr. Wilson: "Snow".

Interviewer: "White".

Mr. Wilson: "Black".

Interviewer: "Bean".

Mr. Wilson: "Pod".

Interviewer: "Negro".

Mr. Wilson: "Whitey".

Interviewer: "Tarbaby".

Mr. Wilson: What'd you say?

Interviewer: "Tarbaby".

Mr. Wilson: "Ofay".

Interviewer: "Colored".

Mr. Wilson: "Redneck".

Interviewer: "Junglebunny".

Mr. Wilson: "Peckerwood!"

Interviewer: "Burrhead".

Mr. Wilson: "Cracker!"

Interviewer: "Spearchucker".

Mr. Wilson: "White trash!"

Interviewer: "Jungle Bunny!"

Mr. Wilson: "HONKY!"

Interviewer: "Spade!

Mr. Wilson: "HONKY HONKY!"

Interviewer: "Nigger!"

Mr. Wilson: "DEAD Honky!"

Interviewer: Okay, Mr. Wilson, I think you're qualified for this job. How about a starting salary of $5,000?

Mr. Wilson: Your momma!

Interviewer: Uh.. $7,500 a year?

Mr. Wilson: Your grandmomma!

Interviewer: $15,000, Mr. Wilson. You'll be the highest paid janitor in America. Just, don't.. don't hurt me, please..

Mr. Wilson: Okay.

Interviewer: Okay.

Mr. Wilson: You want me to start now?

Interviewer: Oh, no, no.. that's alright. I'll clean all this up. Take a couple of weeks off, you look tired.

^ :lol:

RIP Richard. :distress:

jo jo dancer, your life is calling, great film~


stir crazy ( that's right we bad)
& harlem nights!!!~ funny as hell!!!~

That is really, really sad. I hope he's in a peaceful place now. No more addictions, no more pain...

One of the funniest human beings ever. :(

He was just gifty funny. RIP, Richard. I'm sure you have them rolling in heaven right now.

I was just wondering too, I heard he wrote most of the script for the movie Blazing Saddles. Is that true?

It's twue, it's twue! :)

Richard Pryor
 

Yeal I heard about his death on the Yahoo news I said Oh My God!!
I grew up laughting at him..
He will be miss:(

R.I.P. Richard Pryor:(

I heard the news on the radio. I loved the movies he made with Gene Wilder, Silver Streak, See no evil hear no evil. And one especially, Moving, it's hilarious.

Why, Lili Von Stupp has entered the building.:nod: