LockedJustin Carmical, aka "JewWario", a game reviewer and Japanese culture enthusiast whose history on Youtube dates all the way back to late 2006, committed suicide on the 23rd. (The news just came out a couple of days a go.) Pretty much everyone imaginable in the reviewer community has made a statement concerning his life and death. Those that had got to know him were absolutely shocked that he could reach such a point.
While I, unfortunately, never got around to getting into his stuff, from all of the crossovers and specials he's done from the other guys on the site I have to say this- holy shit was he funny. I mean, a total riot. Impossible not to put a smile on your face. Damn, I'm just kind of shell shocked right now.
I was thinking about compiling all of the major responses I've seen, but what I really need to do is watch something happy to get my mind off of it. So instead, I'll end with just one. This is from Brad Jones, aka The Cinema Snob, one of my all time faves on the net. Considering his style, I know this is going to sound strange, but he always seemed so totally composed.
"I lost a brother today. One of my great friends Justin Carmical is gone. I remember on our long trips back from shooting in Kickassia, he and I often rode in the back of the van, the area where there's no seats, it's just a tiny area behind the backseat, and then the doors right behind us and we laughed and talked random shit like crazy. We both grew up on the same obscure movies, and even though he was a little older than me, it was like we grew up at the same time and same exact years. Shooting the shit with Justin was hilarious, whether it was talking about bad Brooke Shields movies, namely Pretty Baby, or our experiences in DJing at rather saucy locales, or 70s porno spoofs. The only birthday request I ever did was when Justin asked if I would ever do the Alice in Wonderland Porno Musical. Damn fucking right, who wouldn't love that movie? That's the kind of shit we talked about all the time.
God fucking damn it. I'm sorry, I can't say that enough. Just, goddamn it. What the fuck. I saw him 3 weeks ago, it was like seeing a brother again after he'd been away for a year. We got drinks, planned on movie shoots, and again, talk about some great shitty Hollywood classics. I was the one that broke it to him that Endless Love was being remade. I wanna be back there again when, giving the man the biggest hug in the world, because it was only this month that we did give each other the biggest hug in the world.
Justin really was one of the happiest guys I was ever around. The man was at home when he was around his friends. Both of us are. And now he's gone and all I can think about is how happy he said he was that we were all together this month at magfest. Fucking damn it. I tell myself that you can feel like shit for writing an entry like this, you can feel like shit for not seeing that maybe something was wrong personally, you can feel like shit for reacting however you react, but at the end of the day, someone extremely important to me is gone, a great, wonderful friend, and as old as I get in life, I'm never going to forget him. He was my brother before today, he's my brother today, and he's going to be my brother for as long as I live. I hope he knows just how much I and other people love him. Goodbye my friend. You sexy voiced beast."