I’ve meant to post an obituary of Richard Pryor for a few days–I found out right after my brother’s graduation from college on Saturday; the news deflated the high I’d gotten from the occasion–but I haven’t seen any good ones. Pryor was not a milquetoast man, and deserved a tribute as high-octane and opinionated as he was. David Edelstein’s essay isn’t that, exactly, but at least it’s not dull. Ebert’s tribute ain’t bad, either.
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