We lost another icon this weekend in writer/director/producer Larry Cohen. He was 77. I have spoken a lot about Cohen over the years because there really aren't many people who were as important to indie horror as this guy was.
|R.I.P. Larry Cohen 1941-2019.|
It wasn't just the wonderful output that features fantastically weird and wild titles like Q: The Winged Serpent, The Stuff and God Told Me Too, but also that he was one of the genre's purest filmmakers who never put anything but his unadulterated vision up onscreen.
I was extremely lucky to see him (and his regular cohort Michael Moriarty) a few years ago at Fantasia premiere lof Cohen's biodoc, King Cohen where he picked up a lifetime achievement award.
|Cohen accepting his Lifetime Achievement Award at Fantasia 2017.|
He was also prolific in that he directed twenty films, but wrote at least ten more that weren't even produced. Cohen deserves a grand farewell and I can think of nothing better than to have Moriarty serenade his buddy into the great beyond.