Editor’s Note: Filmmaker Gregory Nava wrote the following essay for inclusion in the program book for the 2014 Spirit Awards, where Roger was honored in March.
Roger Ebert loved independent films. He gave all us
mavericks—the independents—filmmakers who had a different story to tell—an
avenue to be seen and heard. Before there was a Sundance—before there was a
Film Independent or an IFP—there was Roger.
I still remember him bounding up the aisle of the Biograph
Theater in Chicago, hand extended to me saying: “Hello, my name is Roger
Ebert and I loved your movie.” And you could fill the Biograph Theater
many times over with filmmakers who had the same experience—Spike Lee, Michael
Moore, Martin Scorsese, Barbara Kopple, Errol Morris and the list goes on and
on. He was the first to support us—when it wasn’t the fashionable thing to
do—and he helped open the floodgates that became independent filmmaking in
America.
Roger did that because whatever role he was given in life he
transcended it. In his role as a film critic it was always about something more
than writing reviews—it was about finding new voices with different backgrounds
and different points of view and encouraging movies that had understanding and
empathy—to Roger, “the noblest thing a great movie can do.”
When he was faced with a debilitating illness that took his
voice from him, he transcended that too by becoming the number one blogger in
America. He bravely put his face, altered by cancer, in front of the world on
the cover of Esquire Magazine—giving hope and courage to everyone who is
handicapped and ill.
And at the end, when he went to the hospital for the last
time and his wife Chaz called family, friends and filmmakers to be by his
bedside—I was honored to be there—Roger didn’t ask for comfort. As always he
was brilliant, scribbling witty notes. He took my hand just as he had done when
we first met and he offered encouragement and support.
To the end he was giving. Roger deserves all the tributes
and honors that are being showered upon him. I know, however, how he would
truly want to be honored. He would want filmmakers to make better
movies—compassionate movies—movies that “help us identify with the people
who are sharing this journey with us.”
You will be missed, Roger, but your spirit lives on.
