HAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!

Well put, Mr. Schmader. In the words of M. Marceau himself:

"Non."

Sorry, not very apropos, but that's the only word I've ever heard him say.

His quiet contributions to popping, locking, and b-boying are immeasurable.

He was indeed, an old dirty bastard.

Weirdly, the guy was incredibly loquacious in interviews. I heard a very funny and surprising interview with him on WFMU a few years back where he just blabbed non-stop about the state of modern performance, American cinema, history of mime, world politics, Palestine, blah blah blah blah. He spoke English charmingly, and hardly let the interviewer get a word in. It was striking how much a guy known for his silence could gab.

How is that striking? Or surprising.

He died quietly.

OR, he was trying to get people to call 911 for him but everyone just applauded.

Thank you, monkey (@6, @7), for my first real giggle of the day.

Sorry Mr. Poe, didn't mean to make it complicated.

Noise and silence are exact opposites. Next time I'll be sure to spell that out.

Gee, thanks.

I don't know, I guess maybe IIIIII would think someone who spends the bulk of their day refraining from speaking would actually like to speak. A lot. When they can.

Call me stupid, I know. Crazy notion.

A mime is a terrible thing to waste.

OMG HE TALKED?!?!! NOOOOO WAY!!!!

No comment.

Lived under Nazi fascism and then did not perform for Nixon, Reagan, Bush or Bush. Coincidence?

I imagine him trying to escape that damn invisible box of purgatory.

Millions of mime fans? BWHAHAHAHA