Crossposted from my tumblr.
Alan Rickman did a lot of amazing work and I know he was so much more than one series or even multiple plays.
But for me, in a way, he will always be Severus Snape, the character I grew up with, loved and hated, worried and brooded. He breathed life into a complex character who represented so much to so many, and gave me fits of love and fits of fury, made me want to shake him and hug him, and wish that in the end, he’d recognized that he’d done the right things for the wrong reasons, but that they’d been done anyways.
Either way, farewell Mr. Alan Rickman. I hope wherever you are, the air smells of spices.