One of my favourite scenes from modern cinema is from the film based on Harvey Pekar's comics
American Splendor. The film came out in 2003, and Paul Giamatti plays Pekar. Now the real Harvey Pekar has passed away, only yesterday, age 70. He was one of the great names in American comics, and perhaps graphic novels. He was a good friend of Robert Crumb, and this is how Crumb described him to
The Plain Dealer, a newspaper from Cleveland, Ohio, Pekar's hometown: "He's the soul of Cleveland. He's passionate and articulate. He's grim. He's Jewish. I appreciate the way he embraces all that darkness."
I wonder how he was during his last days. It doesn't really feel right to say rest in peace. Would he be happy, resting in peace?
Here's a more informed posting about him, including some clips from when he appeared at David Letterman.
