I seem to have developed a habit over the years of setting my alarm and waking up at the precise moment the death of a person I was a fan of, or admired, is announced on whichever radio station I happen to be tuned into.
It's happened to me in Adelaide (River Phoenix and Kurt Cobain), London (Michael Hutchence), Sydney (JFK Jnr, Heath Ledger) and I'm sad to say it happened again this morning.
Corey Haim was one of those really talented child actors. Really talented. And if you don't believe me, watch Lucas. This was an oft-overlooked but really sweet film and if you haven't seen it I definitely recommend it as a good example of the 80s teen genre.
But as so often happens with child stars in Hollywood, Corey was chewed up by the Hollywood machine and spat out into about a thousand pieces. He appeared to spend most of his adult life desperately trying to put himself back together.
It can't have been easy and I'm sure as hell the support network around him was about zero, while the hangers-on and leeches who wanted a piece of his fame were vast. It's actually really sad that so many former child stars who are used to having people around them all the time are suddenly thrown away like a used towel when they lose their childhood cuteness factor. The few that successfully make a smooth transition into adulthood are far too rare.
And it really saddens me that yet again, another guy in his 30s is taken away from the world too soon. It's happening so often lately and I can't help but wonder what it is about that age bracket that causes this? Celebs notwithstanding, I have had three male friends in their 30s in the past few years commit suicide and I just don't get it.
Anyway. RIP Corey Haim. I always thought you were the cuter of the two, if not as quick with a comeback as your partner in crime.
To me you'll always be remembered like this:
* What was that? A little vampire humor? Well, it wasn't funny!**
** The Lost Boys. If you've seen it you'll get it. If not, just ignore it.